it's been a crazy week, the hardest i think the band has ever been through, we lost one of our good friends, charlie caffey, if you have been to one of our shows the last couple of years, chances are you might have seen him, had a drink with him, shared a laugh with him, or bought a t-shirt from him, he went on the road with us from time to time.

i met charlie about 10 or 11 years ago, the sun was shining and the sky was blue, i was living with jack marvin hoskins, (better known as "fella", because he had 2 older sisters, and when he was born his dad, jack sr. called him his little fella, and it stuck, which now that i think about it, everytime fella meets somebody he always give them a nickname...immedeatly, mine was squeely, which has now been shortened to squil, i don't know why, but that's what's cool about fella's nickname's for people, you wonder where the hell he came up with them) any way, iwas sitting on fella's old nasty grey sectional couch, the one with all the cigerette holes in it, and through the door walked charlie,

charlie was one of those guys that's always havig fun, gave the best hugs, everytime i seen him, it was a big ol bear hug, and he always called me squill, there's only a few people left that still call me that,

seems like all the good ones leave to soon, way to soon,

tell somebody you love'em, and i hope you have a good weekend, my buddy shad blair is on his way to my house, so things are lookin up from here

adios
mo