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I've left behind the four hour nights singing cover songs in the bar. I don't sing in college lunchrooms at noon anymore. I'm given real chances to try my songs out for listeners. That might mean many different things; from singing in small rooms or under the wide open sky, to concerts with a choir or in a grim, dark hallway.

treading into the wild

" 'Go to hell.' That's what you might hear from Millie at the Creekside Convalescent Home in Santa Rosa, CA. A few minutes later she may compliment your outfit or your eyes. Today she's on her way, wheeling determinedly past me as I sing. She stops suddenly and unsmilingly finishes the verse of the song I'm singing. I get quiet so we can hear her voice. It's a strange voice and this is one of those weirdly wonderful moments.

JUMP (Join Us Making Progress) has delivered me here. As a service/volunteer organization for students at Sonoma State University, they've established an 'Adopt-A-Grandparent' program with Creekside. It's not an easy place to be and we are a large group today, but these students find a way to melt in and make it real. They know that not everyone is going to have a sunny disposition, given their health problems, medications and occasional bitterness towards the world.

Today there are edgy moments where I'm not sure what's going to happen. But Millie has decided to sing with me, not tenderly, but with conviction. She finishes with, 'Please don't take my sunshine away,' and she's gone. Something good just happened...I think."