Third Stone

I just received an email from my old friend Paul Moss. Paul, and his brother Steve were my classmates in junior and senior high. Steve died soon after graduation, a car crash, and is still missed. Paul went on to have a family, and now, along with his wife, Marcia, has a horse rescue in Kentucky.

Paul also was a drummer, and when I was last living in Louisville he was playing country gigs one night a week. Before that Paul and Steve, along with some other friends, had a rock band called Third Stone. I don't remember knowing about this group, but, then, I wasn't exactly the hippest kid around.

Paul email included a link to the MySpace page for Third Stone. The header for the email read, "A trip down memory lane...", and body read only, "The link explains all...". So, I had no idea what I was being directed toward until I clicked the link. What I found warmed my heart and made my day.

I'd forgotten how much Steve looked like Paul. But I have never forgotten what a great spirit he had; bright, outgoing, energetic, and a good friend too. Just like his brother Paul.

What a treasure I received today, what a trip to go back to those days.