This story begins back in the winter 1978 when I became reacquainted with my Dad (Bucky Meadows). I found him to be the consummate musician. He chose to live the life of a pauper, never selling out his artistic values. Needless to say, my life experienced a culture shock, that was intriguing and thrilling as any wide-eyed 19-year-old could ever wish for. I was spending long hours in nightclubs and dancehalls trying to absorb every tiny nuance that this new life had to offer. Along with that, I was…
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