I was born a half century ago on a small farm in a small town in Western New York. I grew up in a family with a passionately eloquent father, seven wild brothers, and one long-suffering sister. We were all watched over by a mother who developed, out of necessity, a deep acceptance and an outward veneer of stoicism that hid a poet's heart. She had a deep sense of wonder that magically imbued the commonplace. Now
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!