Here is a friend of mine who has got a whole lot of that treasured spirit we love. Go Matthew!
. Now, he too is of Native American decent with the most amazing story, that he shares freely (otherwise I would not tell). He was found abandoned, on someone's doorstep, in a little box on the reservation, with just a little blanket on a chilly day.
Now, I don't know about you, but that would be a tough one to take. Take it, he did, and became a songwriter of the BEST kind. This last song, Sweet Celine, was written about the happy birth of his own daughter. He is a friend, father, and musician that has walked the walk. He sings and strums from the most sacred places in his heart.
Whoever gave him up that winter day, lost out. But, who knows their story? The best part is that he was born into this world, with stories to share and SING about.
Music is the ultimate gift, and I sure treasure those who bring it, bravely, fourth.
Now, Crosse'. When will you play for us? Waiting... [emoji99][emoji99][emoji99][emoji4]