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May 5, 2013  

Looking Back at 2007: Paul Green School of Rock Performs at Reed Brothers Dodge

On June 6, 2007, several hundred people were captivated as The Paul Green School of Rock performed on stage at Reed Brothers Dodge dealership in Rockville, Maryland. The the only way to describe the energy The Paul Green School of Rock brought to the stage was awesome. We couldn’t have asked for more beautiful weather or a more fun weekend to celebrate Reed Brothers Dodges’ Annual 81 Hour Memorial Weekend Summer Kickoff.

Paul Green School of Rock

It was a great success with lively music from The Paul Green School of Rock keeping everyone on their toes and delicious barbecue courtesy of Reed Brothers feeding all the hungry visitors.

The school’s manifesto today identifies The Paul Green School of Rock Music as the “nation’s premier performance-based rock music program”. They accept students from ages 7-18 and turn them into genuine rock stars. Their goals are to help their students realize their potential as musicians, to put them on stage in front of as many people as possible, and to help foster a new generation of incredible musicians.

The band really knows how to rock, and put on a great show, and that’s what it’s all about.

May 9, 2012  

Royal Inspiration

Sometimes I can’t help myself. Like a few weeks ago,while searching through the closets at the dealership I came across this beautiful relic of the past. I found my mom’s old Royal Typewriter. Big, heavy typewriter – built like a tank! It was the one she used in college and my dad had taken to work and used for many years at the dealership.

So when I saw this old typewriter, I thought of my father and was motivated to take it off the shelf where it resided and dust it off. And, of course, to write about it.

Click click click… click click click… click-ding!

Now in an age when the typewriter has become a relic of the past, I pay tribute to this little machine that was hiding away in the closet collecting dust.

Yes, the typewriter may be on it’s last legs, but my memories of my dad sitting at his desk so many years ago typing on it will be with me forever. Funny how simple things like that leave their indelible mark on our memories of the past.

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