 Inside
me there is a growing excitement for a number of reasons. I think
back to all the times that I have seen Mr. Cash perform and how much
these performances and his music have been threaded throughout my
life. My first memories of being introduced to his music were in 1967
as a nine-year-old boy. My dad had purchased for me the Folsom Prison
album. Pretty radical now that I think of it. I remember playing it
well until it crackled with age. Even had to go by a new copy a few
years later. I brought it to school for a "Show and Tell" back in the
sixth grade. I just loved the realistic feel of the music and the
message it brought. My friends were long gone into the world of the
Beatles, but for me it was Cash. From that day on, I looked forward
to and enjoyed every album released by Mr. Cash.
As the years went by, his music became more or
less a familiar friend. Things change throughout the world of a
ten-year-old boy. John's music and message always remained a constant
to me. Now it seems we reach a turn in the road which may be our
final turn together. One last final concert. But let's see where the
road has come from.....
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