The the best-laid ones, well, you know. They don’t always follow the script.
I had plans for another post topic this morning (yes a rare-these-days premeditated bit) but was overcome by events. Again.
And in the process of doing the first thing so that the second could happen, I found one of not many audio files I’ve recorded over the past dozen years. So I thought what the heck, turn on your speakers, hold your nose, and click to play…
Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.
Did I know you are a guitar player? Great job, Fred! Never heard that tune before.
Wonderful! Brought back old memories. You just plain have too many talents, more than any
one guy ought to possess. 🙂