I headed out to my old stomping grounds in Barto, PA last night for Jack Murray’s Jam. I’ve been wanting to head down there for this friendly get together and it was all I expected. Country bar with all kinds of folks, and a good jam situation. I saw some familiar faces, hippys-in-the-hills folks, and I got to sit in for a lengthy time on mandolin. I plan on heading back when I’m in PA on a loose Thursday night.