You don't meet many musicians who would sooner play to a handful of people than to a thousand, but my friend Mark is one. He's been my friend since the day I spoke at a church where he pressed a business card into my hand and said those three magic words, "Let's golf sometime."
And so, we did. Together with our sons, we hacked and duffed and mulliganed our way around a golf course; it was the thing of which friendships are made.
Recently, Mark and his wife, Cori, took my wife and me on their boat to spend three days gulping the salt air around Vancouver Island, watching whales, dropping crab t...
