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My paternal ancestors are from Wales, and my Father was born in Kentucky, on a tobacco farm. My Mother’s family is German, and she was born in a small town in west Texas. My parents met, and married, in Ft Sill, Oklahoma, where my Dad was stationed in the Army. My Dad was then ordered to Wurzburg, Germany, where I was born in 1958.
I arrived in the US in 1961, at age 2 ½. My Dad was sent to Ft. Rucker, Alabama, the training center for Rotary Wing Aviation (helicopters). As Vietnam’s problems began to arise, he was sent there in 1963 “to fly the French around.” My Mom & I retreated to her hometown in Texas, where my little sister was born in December, 1963.
When my Dad returned, we were sent to Ft Bragg, North Carolina, where I attended 1st grade. We were then sent back to Ft. Rucker, as my Dad was an instructor pilot, primarily for UH-1s, or “Huey’s,” (the ones you see landing in the Vietnam scenes.) The Army then sent him back to Vietnam in 1967, and my Mom, sister & I moved off post to a small town called Daleville, where my Mother still lives today. My Dad returned from Vietnam in 1968, and things didn’t go too well, so he moved out, and eventually was stationed at Ft. Campbell, Kentucky for the last part of his Army career, where he still lives today.
After I graduated from Daleville High School in 1976, I went to a Junior College in Enterprise, AL, for 2 quarters, then moved to Kentucky to be with my Dad, who had retired from the Army, and was living back at his boyhood home, farming. It was the best summer of my life: I was 18, living in the country, eating good, and learning how to work on a farm. I also discovered the live music scene there, as some “hippies” had bought some land in the area, and were farming, and getting “back to nature.” They had huge parties that relieved my boredom from being in the middle of nowhere, and what parties they were!! It was during that time that I began to learn to play guitar, and became familiar with obscure artists with small followings, like John Prine, and early country crossovers like Michael Nesmith, Buffalo Springfield, Dillard & Clark, Poco, etc.

Life in the country continued, babies were born, and several families lived in a co-operative, if not communal, type setting. I became a “nanny” for some of the children, and really led an ideal life. It lasted a year or two, then people began asking what I was planning to “do.” I was 20, so my Dad sent me back to live in Clarksville, TN (Ft Campbell, KY), where he still had a mobile home, and I started school at Austin Peay State University in 1977. Then followed two of the coldest and snowiest winters in history, and I was ill equipped, on my own, to manage, so I dropped out of school, and starting working in restaurants and retail stores. After a couple more attempts at college, I needed health insurance, so I applied for a Federal job, with benefits. I was hired by the Department of Veteran’s Affairs, and moved to Nashville (about 40 miles south of Clarksville), where I had some friends living, trying to make it as musicians, songwriters, and such.
My plan was to get to Nashville, and get into the music business somehow, and be involved in something that I loved. I was just beginning to make some worthwhile connections, when I moved to Tallahassee, FL, as an opportunity had arisen with a new VA clinic opening (near my Mom and sister), in 1993. My sister had joined the army, and was stationed at Ft Rucker, and had a 2 year old boy, and another baby on the way. I wanted to be closer to them, so I moved to Tallahassee in April, 1993.
In July, 2008, I returned to my hometown, after being gone over 30 years. It's terrific! I feel like I'm on vacation/at a reunion, all day, every day!
Meanwhile, my sister, and her husband, also an Army pilot, moved to several other places, including Soule, South Korea, and then settled back in Ft. Campbell, KY, where she has recently retired as a Lieutenant Colonel. My brother-in-law is still active duty, stationed at Schofield Barracks, HI. My niece and nephew are 16 and 19; my nephew just moved to Tuscaloosa, AL, to start school at the University of Alabama.
Meanwhile, I keep hammering away at the job, waiting to retire in 8 more years!