One of the greatest joys since August 2002—which was the last time I was in the same room as all three of my kids—came a few weeks ago when I went to visit my father and a couple of days later all three of my kids came to say their goodbyes to their grandfather, driven by their mother Andrea, God bless her. All of my kids were in the same room with me again. And yes, it brought tears to my eyes.

My Dad still talks about what an honor and a joy—a blessing it was to have them all there.

Some time in the last two years, Greyson has picked up the guitar and taught himself to play quite well, playing in a range of styles: strumming, fingerstyle and lead.

Greyson asked me if I wanted to see his new guitar.

I got to sit in front of him and listen to a one-on-one concert. For only two years of playing, his talent is amazing. His memory for songs and his ability to play fairly intricate music was surprising to me. He has a fairly good knowledge of the fretboard already, and, as it turns out, a very nice singing voice, with good pitch.

Having never heard him sing anything since before his voice changed (and he was shorter than me—he’s 6′ 2″ now) I hesitantly asked, “So, do you sing anything while you play?”

“Yeah… I mostly know John Mayer songs.”

He stumbled confidently through Mayer’s Comfortable for me on the spot, while I videotaped him. [See Video]. Recommended for broadband users. 7min;11mb RealMedia file.

To be sitting with my son again; to hear him sing for me; to hear my other two kids in other rooms nearby laughing and talking with my father, their grandfather… these were the greatest joy.