Every day for me is something new, but it wasn’t always like that for me. I’m old school, some use that term but very few know the true meaning. For some old school is last week or last month, and so on. Starting in the late 50’s, thur the 60’s and 70’s, hard rocking times, true music was alive, with more being born. These are the artists that made a difference between life and death. This music gave backbone to so many people, while steering up others to do what they do best. For the black man and woman, it was a time of love and passion, alone with seeking out their future with the man of choice, thinking he was the one to bring happiness and well being to a family structure that would last thru out their lives. Times were very hard, but in the air was love and romance, filled with a caring spirit that made them proud to be black and beautiful, hard working and clean. The food that was on the table had a taste that will stick with you forever, that’s you will some time hear someone say, almost as good as what mama use to make.