"So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown."-George Bennard
Thursday, November 17, 2011
"It's so hot inside my soul I swear there must be blisters on my heart."
I miss Rich, and his heart and talent as a poet musician. He was a rare brother in Christ. There are a lot of so-so artists, and they are more just trying to fit in and make a few bucks. But Rich was genuine: mainly because he said he wasn't.