If you read what’s above, you will see that our generation, which is composed of “War Babies” and “Baby Boomers” is near completion. Before long, we will all be part of history.

I think it could be said that those of us who still gather here are pretty unique.

We were and are still part of something that began with us when we were just getting past adolescence.

On the surface, it was about music.

We marched to the beat of different drummers. Except, there were rarely drums. Occasionally a conga drum and sometimes bongos.

However, in many ways, I think banjoes serve as drums.

They can get your attention and they can make you feel the beat.

For us, the words that were sung were important.

They represented something.

What did they represent?

That’s the big question.

You could take inventory, categorize them. and come up with a list.

“Remember The Alamo,” “Bad Man’s Blunder”, “Blowing In The Wind,” “Love’s Been Good To Me,” and “Where Have All The Flowers Gone.”
And, of course, “Scotch and Soda.”

The most interesting thing about our little corner of the world …. while it lasted, which was for a very short time … is that it’s already been forgotten.

Even though I think it was of great value.

Max