Soundtown 2011

This was another public radio sponsered event...in its first year.
And while the people I really want to write about are not pictured, my tent buddies and I had a great time meeting new friends and enjoying the music and camping out in fine fashion...
You always find a friend who will roll down the hill with you...




you might find some skin exposed...
You might find that you have a Front Yard

There's shade under the Apple Tree...

Here is the Schedule And I had a very scary experience!

I don't know if you've ever been stuck in a satellite without toilet paper, but I was never so happy that someone would answer the phone...I was beginning to consider which article of clothing I was going to have to sacrifice... all I had was my cell phone and two people whose numbers I knew!






I saw this guy when we arrived and he was sort of checking people out. Then he came our direction. I think he was probably checking for the most empathetic people - which I guess was us (the three girls).

He told us that his name is J.J...which I doubt, but he was harmless, really enjoyed coffee with maple syrup in it and was actually quite gentle. After we broke camp and drove away, I thought about a family and other loved ones who might care about knowing where J.J. is today: whether he's all right. I wondered if there was somewhere that I might call to let them know we had seen this man and that he was okay.

I reflected on the fact that we were supposed to have VIP camping and access, but here this guy was - none of us is that different - we were just the ones with money in our pockets and food in our cooler.
He kept to himself, but took to a spell of tears when asked about his family.



Good Luck, J.J.