Here is a memory I can’t forget. My sister Vicki Hill’s son Jasen Hill, years ago when my family and I first went out on the road full time playing music, Jasen Joined up with us to help with set up and tear down of all are equipment and played rhythm guitar and drums. Jasen was a big help to us, and though much like my self, he was a bit of a rascal from time to time, it was really great to have my nephew and a happy go lucky cousin for the girls to talk with. He usually kept us all laughing when the work was so very difficult. Thank you Jasen, we all still love you very much.
Bob Kartes
A few years ago, right
