I guess I should begin at the beginning. It was the summer of 2012. I had just returned to the United States after a stint in the Peace Corp. I was pretty beat up and trying to find my path. It was a very introspective time, and I started writing a few songs - you know, just to get it off my chest. A friend told me about a Bluegrass jam on Monday nights in Lagrange. I almost didn't go because, well, I didn't play Bluegrass. Some folks say I still don't but that's a topic for later. So, I went. It was there that I met Lea and Mark, and some other really nice folks. Before long we had loosely formed a jam band called Coffee Jam, because we had all met at the Monday jam Lea hosts at her coffee shop, Lagrange Coffee Roasters. It was a lot of fun! Having never played with Bluegrass pickers, I was astounded at how talented, accepting, and humble everyone was. I started writing a lot and Lea helped. We played a few gigs as a trio, but something was