On August 8,  Holly and I celebrated 40 years of marriage.  In 1980, things were very different than they are today.  We met on a missions trip to Mexico in June of 1978. She stayed in Mexico for several months and I came back to the states to start my first year of college. Eventually, she ended up in Pennsylvania, and I was in Ohio. In those days, the means of communication were a lot different than what we have today.  There was no email, video chat, or social media. Long distance telephone calls were very expensive per minute,  unlike the free long distance that we enjoy today.  So we communicated through the US postal service.  Today, I am glad that we did, because we still have all of our letters. Recently we sat down, and read through them together, and laughed, reminisced, and thanked the Lord for bringing us together. 

In this song, I honor my wife. She has been a wonderful one--the best that a man could ask for.  She has been a faithful mother, and the glue of our family.  I can honestly say that she is the epitome of a Proverbs 31 wife and mother.  “Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.” (Proverbs 31:28 KJV)

I don't know how many more years we have together, but as the song says, "in this heart of mine I've no regrets" Speaking of the song, one week before our anniversary, I woke up on a Saturday, and was just kind of playing around on my guitar, and the tune, as well as the chord progression came to me. That night after Holly went to bed, I stayed up and wrote all of the words in about 2 hours. In the week that followed, I recorded and produced the song. On the night before our anniversary, I texted the song to her, and she heard it for the first time.  All of this took place in our apartment.  I am thankful for modern technology that makes these kinds of things possible!  I hope you enjoy it. 

what a friend

Here is an audio of a wonderful memory that happened just this past Christmas time.  I love playing music with my boys.  Here is our rendition of What a Friend we Have in Jesus. It was very impromptu, you will hear our grandkids in the background, which makes it that much more enjoyable. 


In 1973, when I was 12 years old, my father bought a guitar at Hewitts music in Dearborn, Michigan. I had learned a few chords on his old guitar, and we needed another guitar so we could play together. He paid $90.00 for it. It was a flat top dreadnot. I always loved playing it, and always loved playing guitars with him. My dad passed away in 1996, and ever since then I have wanted it. Today, I have held it in my hands. It is home. Thank you to all who helped me get it, and especially my sister Tracy Jaskot who shipped it to me. I will cherish it the rest of my life. In this video podcast, I am playing it, and signing and old song that my father and I used to sing a lot.