There is a story I must tell you to help explain my resignation: 'I grew up on a farm in Kentucky. As a young boy we always had lots of horses. The horse you need to know about was named Valur. We competed in many horse shows for several years. Valur loved to show; he could feel the energy and the excitement of the crowd. We won a lot of shows and were quite a team. We had everything we set out to get and life was good ... but traveling to all those shows and competing caught up to us; Valur became ill. I felt responsible for his health and got him back home, where he longed to be and shortly after fully recovered.'
It's nice to pull out the pictures and the ribbons every once and a while and see that we have a lot of great memories. Those days have a special place, as will the days ahead. Much like Valur: I've got pictures and ribbons and lots of good memories, but it's time for me to go home now.
To Jim, Tommy, Patrick, and Danny you are my friends and my family and I will never forget the times we had together. I will always be a number one fan. To the fans and comrades all over the world, thanks for letting me and us live this dream, it's all I ever wanted, but now all I want is at home. I will see you in the front row at a 'my morning jacket show' or maybe at the back of the bar where you can buy me a jack and coke. And we can talk about the crazy times, the good old days, and the ones that have yet to arrive.

Take care!

Well, as some of you may already know, I'm quitting the band. It's been a good run, but like all good things, it has to come to an end. I've got scrapbooks full of memories that I wouldn't trade for the world. I've been to places that I never dreamed I'd get to go and play music with a band I never thought I'd be lucky enough to be a part of. Unfortunately, the lifestyle of a touring musician is not the one for me. I've spent a lot of the past several years missing my family and friends back home. As much as I love the band and the music we make, it's just not worth sacrificing my home life. So now, everybody wins: the band gets a touring keyboard player/driver/roadie who loves his job and I get to be home in Louisville and spend time with my family and friends and start my own business. So the next time you go see the band, who knows ... I might be standing right next to you. And if I hear anyone yell out "Freebird", I'll deck them in the face.

Your pal,