(August 4, 2000)
“……the fresh scent of lilacs and sweet clover drifted in the gentle meadow breezes, and the banquet of life with all its rich and ample fare was spread before them like a feast…They were alone, lord and lady of vast domains, the king and queen of all their eyes could see.

And night seemed far away, and they knew that they would be forever young.”

—Ira Wagler, “Reap the Whirlwind”

(March 22, 2007)
“……the road that led to death and battle and the shipwreck of their hopes.”
—Thomas Wolfe, “The Four Lost Men”

(Nov. 1, 2007)
“Today my world slipped away.”
—Vern Gosdin

Me and my guitar. Ira and Ellen on New Years’ Eve, 2005-06. I can pick “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,” “Old McDonald” and one or two others.

New Years’ Eve, 2005-06. From L, Allan, Bill, Wilm, Ellen, Ira.

Outside my rickety old trailer house, since demolished. 1999-2000.

Camping in Gettysburg, Aug. 2001.

Gettysburg, Aug. 5th, 2001. I am in the full bloom of my weight,
probably around 245 lbs.

Ellen outside our house

Ellen at the side of the Blue Ridge Parkway, NC. June, 2006

Ira and Ellen at Blue Ridge Parkway, NC. June 2006

Ira and Ellen. Greenwood, SC 2006

Ira and Ellen. June, 2006