We went to an open mike jam session tonight. No John or I didn't sing or play. We went to listen even though we were invited to come up on stage. Only one young guy wasn't very good at all but he seemed to be mentally challenged so everyone treated him nicely and clapped. We sat with a group of people whom we know and one lady we've only met a few times so she told us a little about her life. She comes from a family of 23. I can't imagine raising that many kids. She told us of her family all going to church in a wagon. Wish I could have talked to her more but the music was starting. I'll bet she has some stories to tell. It turned out her daughter-in-law is the real estate woman who sold me my house. It pays to never say anything bad about anyone in this county as everyone is kin to someone else. One little boy only six years old played the fiddle. He started out with a song he didn't play well but when he got warmed up he played two songs and did very well for his age. Bet it won't be long he will be jammin' the Orange Blossom Special, one of our favorites.