Tuesday Afternoon will always mean more to me now than it ever did. I had my two autistic kids taken by the state and one of them was too severely autistic, so they both had to be taken 3-1/2 hours away to Albuquerque and housed separately. A great tragedy, but it seems to be drawing to a close. I have one more week before they are sent to live with their mother in Mississippi. I won't get into that part of it. While they were away the only way I could visit them was to get a therapy shuttle once a month -- Tuesday afternoon. The place they went to for therapy, including my visits was Red Mountain, and I want to tell you my boys were gone for two years and I'm actually going to miss that place. Some of the best times any of us have had as a family were over there. And hollidays so hard, birthdays, asking your case worker to send them a gift, once had a video of my youngest son blowing out his candles. But the Thanksgiving and Christmas I went there were fantastic, and there were so many families... and I brought my guitar and we played "Tuesday afternoon," everyone loved it, I'm so very sad that I'lll miss them, but I've missed my kids for too long and now their coming home... which is why I'm going to make my home the road between New Mexico and Mississippi. I will do everything I can to support those guys. Like if I ever give to charity or whatever else I can do if I'm ever up in Albuquerque as a volunteer. It's gonna choke me up too much to ever sing it. "If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of..."
