My mom is the same. She's into everything. She just hit 60, still hasn't got a grey hair and is about to try rock climbing. Guess she's still being the spaced out hippy.

She taught me how to shoot straight, play piano and sew a button on. Pa taught me how to cook, lift stage gear properly and hit a rim shot without breaking the sticks.

They both taught me never to name my kids after concept albums, rock bands or other musicians! My kid sister will back me up on that, I though mine was bad, but she got stuck with Bright Galadriel Weaver. She changed it in college and has never regretted it. DW