I started making music early in life. I guess I inherited this interest from my dad, who was a much better musician than I was. He could play any instrument and had a great singing voice. He never had any formal training but simply learned for himself the best he could. It was the same … More Finding Joy in Music
Bigfoot, the Fouke Monster, Sasquatch … these creatures were running wild in South Arkansas when I was a kid. (At least in my vivid imagination.) I was about 10 years old when the movie, “The Legend of Boggy Creek,” came to a theater near me. I was much too afraid to go see the movie … More Bigfoot Mania
God can come into your life in unique ways. One winter day over a decade ago, one of his angels turned up at my doorstep. It was a freezing, sleeting, snowing day. In Arkansas, you only get a handful of those each year. This was one. As I rushed from the house, on my way … More Chip
Everybody’s been talking today about the anniversary of man walking on the moon. I was seven years old at the time and was totally obsessed with the space program. In connection with that historic event, the Gulf Oil Co. produced a beautiful hardback book. It was set to be available at every Gulf Oil gas … More We Came in Peace
It really is a grand place – even in its current condition. I entered the Saenger Theatre in Pine Bluff only a handful of times as I was growing up, but these precious few visits made a tremendous impact and have remained ever clear in my memory. It was a place which allowed me a … More Memories of a Magic Movie Palace
I’ve always been drawn to water … especially muddy water. It holds a strange attraction to me – not being able to see what’s below the surface. Before I could swim, I was afraid of deep water but still intrigued by it – lured as if by some primal need to return to the cradle … More Life On the Bayou
There are times when sadness comes into my life like a slow tide that washes into the tidal plains of my mind. It seeps into every part of me, each different persona that I slip in and out of. And slowly, as it changes my world in significant ways, the currents swarm back out … … More The Passage Through Sadness
The hot Arkansas summer always reminds me of my father, Samuel Crain. Dad loved to garden. Most years he had a garden large enough to feed the family all summer long and we had so much left over that many people looked forward to our fresh vegetables. I think that was one of the things … More Unspoken Words Find Release
The Struggle to Be Known 