I loved it when, from 1977 to 1995, I had the opportunity to travel and to perform with my family --forty or so gigs a year plus regular day jobs: wife on guitar, daughter on mandolin, son on bass, me on banjo, all of us singing, later son-in-law driving the bus and playing guitar. Now I love it when we can all get together and reminisce about the wonderful folks we met all over the country and the great times we had. I also love it when I can feel that I did my duty and passed along to my kids the songs that my parents and grandparents and the other old folks gave to me.