I was born in Maryland and spent my first thirty years living there, first in the Appalachian Mountains, then on the Eastern Shore, and later in suburban Washington. After a year in South Carolina, I moved to Georgia in 1977. I soon met another park ranger who worked in Florida. She was a wonderful woman who became my best friend. then my wife, and soon the mother of our three children. I spent over eleven years working in the historic city of Savannah, Georgia, and on the moss-draped sea islands nearby before moving to Atlanta.. In 2007, I retired from the National Park Service and a career dedicated to preserving and interpreting resources and themes in the cultural and natural history of the United States. It was a most rewarding experience. Today, I enjoy living in the rolling hills and woods of the Appalachian Piedmont east of Atlanta.
He knew that the subject of his musical obsession, Johnny Mercer, often used the imagery of trains in his lyrics. He knew that Mercer at a very young age often slipped away from his home on Gwinnett Street to listen to music in the black neighborhoods of Savannah. Tonight he learned of a remarkable connection in black music, trains, and Mercer.
By pure chance - or was it luck - OTR discovered a wonderful four part
series on the American musical invention known as boogie woogie. Here is Part I:
Wonderful connections. Enjoy, enjoy. Bet you tapped your feet. Beware: Part 4 will leave you jumpin', maybe dancin'.
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