We get loaded up and start our ride home to Southern
California. It is a pretty drive as we go through the
foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains to connect up
with the 99 freeway. We make it back home in about 6 to
7 hours and none of us can believe that our tour, which
has gone on for 5½ weeks, is over. We unload Big
Mama at Laurie's home, where our tour began. Susan
and I await our good friend Nora Sagesse who is a neighbor
who has also been watching our house, for a ride home.
We put most of our things in her car, say our farewells
and head for our home in Downey.
We get to our house and man, does it look good. Our friends
have done a nice job of taking care of the yard, collecting
the mail and papers, and airing out the house while we
were away. It will feel good to sit in my easy chair tonight
and to sleep in our own bed.
Home is that comfortable place where you feel you belong.
At times it felt like that when we were on the road. Sometimes
I get this feeling while on stage. I remember at times
I would look down at the front of the stage and suddenly
realize what state or what city I was in after having
lost myself in the music. I had forgotten where I was
and it did not matter. That's what music does for
me at times when I'm in a good place. It puts me
in the "Now" and lets me not worry about tomorrow
and not regret yesterday. I hope it can do the same for
you no matter how you enjoy your music.
Safe travels and thanks for reading. God bless.
