In honor of his 25th birthday, here’s a picture of our son, John, at his first recital.When he was six years old, he asked to learn to play the violin. Thus began a love affair with stringed instruments that continues to this day.
In addition to violin and piano, he took up both the viola and the guitar at age eleven. When he was fourteen, he spent his hard earned yard work money on a pedal steel guitar, which he ordered from a catalog.
“What’s a pedal steel guitar?” I asked. I found out. Since then he’s added mandolin, accordion and banjo to that list– and I’ve probably left something out.
He’s now on the road with The Greg Burroughs Band, a group whose sound reaches beyond the typical country pop that people expect out of Nashville these days. Give a listen to the title song from their album, The Lucky Ones.
Greg is an old buddy of John’s from their days at Berklee College of Music in Boston, where they both earned their Bachelor of Arts in Music Performance. They’re wonderful young men and are serious about what they’re doing, to the extent that they’ve given up their Nashville life and gone on the road, playing all over the south, New England and as far west as Ohio and Indiana.
It’s both challenging and humbling as a parent to see a creative child go so wholeheartedly in a direction that has no certain outcome–challenging because we all want to feel like our children are on a path that will lead them to lives of wholeness, well being and security–but humbling because of the courage, passion and drive that so few are willing to claim against so many odds, especially at such a young age.
So, John, have patience with me if from time to time I come wringing my hands and asking questions. You know that as a mom I must. But you also know that we love you and are very proud of who you are and what it means for you to be doing this. So carry on, and live your life as one of the lucky ones– because you are.