Ancestry, Are You There God? It's Me, Gidget, Music

You died.

Originally published June 13, 2013 on Medium, but was removed for being posted in the wrong place—oh, well, I tried.

“Your granddaddy don’t dance, and your grandma don’t rock n’ roll like mine…”

What would it take me to speak up, to hoot and holler and say “hey, y’all I have a story to tell”?

They killed my clown. Oh, it’s just this fantasy in my head. They didn’t really kill my clown, there’s not even really a ‘they’. My grandpa died is all. He was a clown, and he died, and that damn near killed me.

But that’s not this grandpa, and that’s not this story. Oh, honey, ‘it’s complicated’ could never quantify a relationship in this family. But, if you stick with me, I’ll tell you a story that’ll blow you away some day…So back to this grandpa, and this story. He’s dead, and that did it. It was this one, this guy, the one that walked into my day dreams a few summers ago and made me believe in God.

And the curious thing is, I have no idea if he believed himself. I mean, I know grandma does?—?she’s that whole evangelical pentecostal holy spirit healing and hoopla kind of religiousity, something that I saw plenty more of being raised in the South.

… but that’s not the point either, the point is simply, you died.

Grandpa died. Grandma Hilton is all I have left.

It’s time to start telling stories.

— I’m testing my voice. I’m testing with a tease. Please offer critique, I get by with a little help of my friends. My friends have always been on the internet.

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The Family Band

The past year was a difficult one for our family, and the family band—the Three Rivers Band.

Herb and Katie and the kids

Herb and Katie and the kids

First, our uncle Randy went into the hospital to suddenly find out he had a brain tumor. Given six months to live, they operated.


He died six weeks later.

This nearly killed the band, as he was Grandpa‘s roadie.

Then Grandpa died.

Uncle Randy "Bubby" and Grandpa

Uncle Randy “Bubby” and Grandpa

After Grandpa died, Momma raced up to Indiana to break her out of the nursing home—where she found Grandma, having started a girl band in the Alzheimer’s Ward!

Grandma rocks the Ward at the nursing home.

Grandma rocks the Ward at the nursing home before momma arrives!

So while The Three Rivers Band is by name and nurture of Fort Wayne, Indiana, the band has gone South where Grandma has taken up with her Southern grandkids who are scrambling to step up to the microphone to carry on the family legacy!

Stay tuned for updates…!

Still in Fort Wayne and need a music fix? Check out Fort Wayne’s annual Three Rivers Festival, rockin’ the three rivers since 1969! Otherwise, we’ll post updates as we get the family band back together—coming soon to a stage near you, if you’re in the South!