I have to add one more post. Up until 2015 a small community near here had a bluegrass festival every summer. I always went and picked all weekend. I’m not in this photo but important folks are. The man playing the banjo… He built a community center for his small community long ago. It was named the “Lawrence Mill Community Center”. One Saturday night a month it was called the “Lawrence Mill Opry”. Bluegrass bands came from all over the southeast and played.
The first time I ever played on a stage (banjo) was at the Lawrence Mill Opry. I was 9 years old. A man on the stage that night, and keeping me calm, is in this photo. He’s playing mandolin in the wheel chair on the far side of the photo. He passed away 3 years ago. Waylon was a great mandolin picker, taught me to play. I’ve always loved a mandolin, loved a guitar more but that’s the way things go.
The first time I ever played on a stage (banjo) was at the Lawrence Mill Opry. I was 9 years old. A man on the stage that night, and keeping me calm, is in this photo. He’s playing mandolin in the wheel chair on the far side of the photo. He passed away 3 years ago. Waylon was a great mandolin picker, taught me to play. I’ve always loved a mandolin, loved a guitar more but that’s the way things go.