Music in These Here Hills---Small Hills

It comes to pass that music is part of our lives, and it is not just the Sound of Music---(We do play Some Where over the Rainbow), but the actual attempt to play music. Admittedly, most of it has a Celtic slant but the Good, Bad and the Ugly is not Celtic and it does not describe the likes of us---I don't think. Well?

It also involves the enjoyment of a nice refreshment and the exchange of various anecdotes, some of which involve political observations and humors adventures, some of which can not be included here, hey. Because most of us have now live to be over 60 (if I recall) the inglorious past has extended out there for a yard and a half, if youses knows what I mean. So we can draw on some historical adventure dating to the Eisenhower administration. OK, Truman administration and as a result many chortles and belly-busters are the call of the day.

Still, it is the music that has kept us at it, and it sure looks like we will carry on as long as the beer is good and the fellowship is understandable, not to mention the camaraderie of lost souls.