I Was a 12 Year Old Rock Star

I will ever so readily begin my movements forward. I am still deciding whether to give up music completely! I blew the stereo out in my now-junked car. I seemingly no longer care about any of it. I, after getting rid of my keyboard, (my fingers cramp up) am considering letting go of the bass, and the acoustic six-string. I was warming up for about an hour and a half or so, back in 2024. Then the young single mom driving a rental car went through the red, hitting my right hand. That was 10/07/24! They wanted to perform a pitcher’s type of special surgery, finally by April of 2025. Since I am not a professional baseball player, I forewent any such procedure. I started to get back at it with my new(er) acoustic troubadour-type bass. The lawyers took about $8,000.00, leaving me with about $17,000.00. The guy from the old days is no longer with us. (See my book I Was a 12 Year-Old Rock Star.) He rode the same bus to school with our family. He was a rhythm player back in the day. I thought that we could play some old fashioned “Rail Road Track Blues”. That would be like, Tied To The Whipping Post, Old Man (down the road, and The Breeze be, Lynnard Skynyrd. That was my uncle’s nickname back in HighSchool. He played on the basketball team and ran with the track team as well! So it’s back to feeling super-fabulous about anything at all. Let’s go team!