G still likes being on staff and is being quite responsible about his job.
This past weekend, one of the long-ago Kerr-kids, a guy who used to be a tiny tot and who is now is now the big burly head of Security, got married up on Chapel Hill. I was watching him at his wedding and remembering him as a kid, and I got to thinking of all the Kerr-kids who've grown up at the Festival. Some have moved on and no longer come but we get updates from their parents. Many others still come every year, and a fair number of them work on staff. I was thinking about Mike getting married and about G off working his shift and about Mike's nephew Shaun who was the ring barer, and all the people who form the Kerrville community. It really is a village. People get born, grow up, grow old and die. I didn't have any idea what I'd stumbled into when I went to my first festival. But I moved into my hometown that day and I've lived there ever since. Now, like so many kids before him, G is growing up there and it's a wonderful thing to watch.