Bob,

Your voice is the Master Of Emotion. You somehow know the perfect way in which to wrap your voice around a lyric and give it abundant life...even a song about death. There is a noticable void at JPF when there isn't a Bob Pickens song on the page somewhere.

Ihadn't heard about your mother. I am very sorry to get that news. My father died in 1968. My mother lives in branson and is 85 years old. She could probably kick both of our butts!

As Bill said, this isn't a song that needs crits...just listens. Helen is going through another very serious, potentially life-threatening crisis right now, so this song speaks to me in a somewhat different way.

Glad that uo're okay and that Terri is starting to cope. Here's wishing you and Terri all the best from Helen and me.

Al