I am sitting here listening to a Chris Smither CD. I went to high school with him. He and I, and Phil Taylor would play guitar at the parties. Now Chris is playing and cutting CD’s. Cool. I need to do something great. I am listening to play and a part of me is reminded of going over to his house when I could not stand being at my house. I spent a lot of time there. Chris and I were both an amateur radio operator, also. It was when I went into to Navy that I lost contact with Chris and a lot of my friends. Chris went to Sarasota, FL then to Boston and that is where he became what he is today.