My two monumental experiences of the Summer of 1968 were connected by a flight from Hamilton, Bermuda where I had just spent a week singing for a group of kids from Manhattan's Lower East Side to L
It was something special to go back with three guys who became lifetime friends to where we met and sing again the songs we sang when we were just getting to know each other.
A lot of times it's hard for me to know how to tell someone how much I care for them. It's easier sometimes to sit down with a pen and paper and put those thoughts into a letter.
It is special to go back to places that hold precious memories. To return with the people who were there when those memories were made and make some more.
For our last stop we returned to the river. To a place our family visited regularly when we first moved to Spokane. There is a suspension bridge there that crosses the river.