Been about three years since I was here.

I lost my son in June of 2006...he was 22. That really knocked the wind out of me. The worst experience that anyone could go through. We were really close, worked together and played together.

The rod I'm building was going to be his at some point and I could hardly stand even going into the garage...we spent a lot of time out there. That...and the fact all his stuff we had to move from where he was living was jammed in there and there wasn't much room to move.

The first two years was the hardest...like a blur now. I spent all my spare time with my music...I suppose that was my escape. Finally got around to clearing the garage out last month...fired up the old truck and took it for a spin.

Spent the last several days working on raising the body up just enough to get rid of the tire rub on the front fenders. Haven't had a busted knuckle in 3 years...now I got two...lol.

And...I ain't gonna talk politics...so don't start any of that crap...thanks!