I often wonder where my family’s fascination with music originates.

My late grandfather served as president of the choir for the majority of my life.

Maybe it started with him…

maybe it started from the roots of our ancestors who passed down stories and folktales through the ancient african drums…

I guess the question isn’t where it started…but where does it end?

As long as there are places to see, people to meet, and stories to tell…

It never will.