It was Spring in 2000 and I was soon to leave Charlottesville for my next station.   I dropped in on a Sunday for one of my last chances to dance and be with friends at Greenwood. It turns out that Greg and a lively group of dance musicians were playing and to my surprise, afterward, Greg called out to me. He remembered me from years before playing music and came over to chat. That made me feel so happy, and here I was soon to leave. Greg told me then and there that he sensed the presence of God. God was coming to him, as I remember it. He was excited. This I remember more than anything else he told me. I wish I could see him again and talk more with him about his relationship with God. I'm writing this from New Orleans where I've been most of the last seven years.

God Bless you Greg Hooven.
Jim Beach