John Kenney

                                                                                              The Path Chapter Three                                                                                               © 2014 by John Kenney     We went past the garden and I got a better look at it as we did. All of the rows were so perfect, very few weeds, so it was clear this was a well tended to garden. It takes time, effort and diligence to keep a garden looking this good. I know because dad and I wo...

The Path Chapter Two by John Kenney © 2014 The inside of the cabin was unremarkable for the most part as I recall, but warm and comfortable. ‘Now Nathan would you care for some tea?’ ‘Thank you yes sir.’ I replied, still looking around to see what treasures might be in this home of a man who was gradually enthralling me. There were no appliances as I recall. By that I mean a refrigerator or such. Just an old iron stove, a large bowl, some shelving, a bed, and table and chairs that very...

The Path Chapter One by John Kenney © 2014 It was very early morning, school finished for another year. One more summer of my youth about to begin. Waking to the ticking of old Dimes toenails on the hardwood floor, the day begins. A pretty normal night's sleep with ‘those dreams’ again. The good ones, where you don’t remember your feet touching the ground and all the colors are sharp and clear. Another breakfast, another day where all the parts inside wake up one at a time. The sun...

I've never done a blog before...perhaps I'm doing it all wrong, but....... that has never stopped me in the past. Phase 1 (background) I decided I wanted into music on February 9th 1964 (google that date). By into I mean...somehow, someway, I wanted to go in that direction. I didn't think "yea drums!" or "yea guitar player!" simply "yea!" A recognition of huge proportions to my 14 year old mind, dare I say the first! (Ok girls were neat but this seemed attainable.) Never fancying myself a gr...