This is a video clip of me playing mandolin with 6 Mile Run sometime in the autumn of 2000. We miss the guys a lot and look forward to jamming with them at future festivals.

The two years Gina and I spent near Princeton, N.J. was made more enjoyable because of these fellows. With their love for bluegrass, family values and helping one another, I wrote this song that reminded me of life growing up in the country. I can just smell the fresh air, and almost taste the honeysuckle. Modern day life has become to hectic and nerve wrecking. Although we can't, wouldn't it be great to be able to go back to our youth? If only for a day or so?