Allright, I have to admit it. I am feeling pretty darned good tonight. And very thankful. This afternoon I got a call from a writer for my hometown newspaper telling me that she wanted to do a feature article on me and my book for Easter Sunday. I sent her a book three weeks or so ago, as I did to two other newspapers, and had kinda given up on getting a review. Oh me of little faith. We talked about a half an hour, the first few minutes about the folk songs I've written about my home town. I mentioned three songs in some depth, and sent her the lyrics after the phone conversation. They were The Silver Queen (I told her that Roy Harris did the definitive version of it,) Living on the River and County Fair. When she asked how I came to finally write the book, I talked about this thread and Mudcat. Several of the chapters grew out of stories first told right here at the kitchen table, and my greatest encouragement to write the book was from none other than our intrepid big game hunter, Elmer Fudd.

And then we talked about why Easter Sunday was the perfect day for the article. If you're a Christian, Easter Sunday is THE day... not Christmas.

As you can imagine, I'm very excited about this...

Jerry

and kudos to Mudcat and Max, and the kitchen table crowd!!!!!!!!