I discovered early on that I was born to love music. I don't mean I'm able to tolerate it or that I simply enjoy listening to songs. I LOVE MUSIC!
I was born to a mother who was part Native American and Cherokees sure do love their music. Then there was my father who was part Cajun and most people have heard of the Zydeco thing. Add to that the fact my maternal grandfather was a composer who built his own violin and my father would play the accordion for me growing up, I had no choice but to learn to appreciate the beauty of listening to great sounds...everything from the Grand Ol' Opry to Doug Kershaw.
I didn't know there was any other kind o music until my middle teens when I was allowed to start watching shows...like American Bandstand to Soul Train and The Midnight Special.
There's something about music, no matter the style, that connects with me and lifts my spirit. Even when it was time to grow up and leave my hometown I made sure my records traveled with me...a lifeline during hard times and a way to light up my future. Even today...years later...you can still find me rocking out to a good tune in my car and remembering some of the good musical moments from my childhood down on the bayou...