How the Journey began

Here we are in the late '60's, and I find myself a stowaway on a plane bound for California. Yes that's right, I smuggle myself on the plane with the help of  some friendly "stewardesses" on that flight. Leaving the east coast at the urging of some friends who thought my artistic ideas, and free-spirited lifestyle might be a good fit for the west coast. With the beat and the messages of the music of that era humming in my ears, I donned every piece of clothing I owned, and began the journey to … [Read more...]