A song I composed when I was fifteen about an experience I had when I was nine when I first went to camp in the summer. When I was a child I always thought there was some mystery at work that I couldn't quite figure out - the world was so alive, so magical. Knox was a place where there was a portal to that world when I was young.

Dorothy Swallow was my piano teacher when I was young. Her name adorns the gymnasium/auditorium at Knox. She was a force!

I'm playing my Victor redwood and Koa guitar made for me by my dear friend Edward in Colorado. You can check him out at:

https://banjolas.com or at https://victorguitar.com