I made a short trip to Blacksburg for Father's Day last week. It was really great to see my family and have some time to relax. The more I'm away, the more I appreciate and love this place. I have so many memories from growing up here; my first day of school, getting dirty on the motocross track, swinging on vines in the woods before catching the school bus, riding horses, family reunions...the list goes on.

As real life sets in, I'm realizing how fleeting this place could be as part of my life. I'm in the process of recording everything that I can. You won't believe how many crazy stories my grandparents have from when they were young. I enjoy listening to them whenever I spend time there. This is the beginning of that record.