No secret around these parts about my love for live music. Most know I attended a fair amount of concerts over the years. Some years more shows than others. Few disappoint. I generally leave rather satisfied and energized by the music.

I'm taking this time to honor my Mom. It's her 88th birthday and she deserves some recognition beyond the normal Mother's Day Hallmark holiday.  

On Monday I received a number of calls on my cell phone from a number which I did not recognize and which the phone did not identify.

I hadn’t given it much thought in many years, perhaps once or twice in passing since my father died almost twenty years ago.

These have been bumpy days for me recently. My "second mother" growing up, passed away. She frightened me when I first met her because she was "no nonsense" and I was all nonsense. As I matured she became a valuable asset and friend in my life. Known her about 50 years.

  With Father’s Day just having passed, I think about the type of wisdom and advice that passes from father to child.  

  I always thought I was a procrastinator. In fact I would say that I had procrastination down to a science. I have come to realize that I am not a procrastinator. In fact, I am actually the opposite; I get my tasks completed early.    

Happy Father’s Day!   I already enjoyed a stellar card from Marisa – she always finds a card with the right sentiments and message --earlier this past week and mom’s on Friday.