I would watch as my parents danced to the twang of his guitar, the deep resonance of his voice echoing through the room. I would see the albums scattered around their covers, worn and scratched with Johnny Cash's mean looking scowl staring back at me. At that young age, it was just music to me, music that seemed odd and sad. Little did I know then the connection that my father shared with Johnny Cash
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:32
I think I said this on a previous swell of yours, but your images are so crystal clear. And I love this perspective of the father through the, through the eyes of a child. You really, really capture that so well. And also just the mystique of Johnny Cash. Yeah. I love that. That's so real. It felt really real. So. Yeah. Thank you. Thank you for sharing. I'm going to go listen to part two
Donnie Lansdale
@OnceuponaDon · 0:56
Thank you very much for that kind reply. I'm a little late in responding, but I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate it. You have a wonderful gift and it's very easy for me to understand why you're here. So thank you for that. I appreciate it. I have a brand new country and western radio station that I have created and the Internet. It's called Midnight Roadhouse. Would love to invite you to go to Facebook and look for Midnight Roadhouse