My dad was an avid snow skier, and we went on regular weekend skiing trips throughout the 1960s, back when it was inexpensive and relatively uncrowded. It looked like it was made of some sort of space age material to me. It was the first time that I saw a Fender Stratocaster close up. I saw my first live rock band, Gary Stites And His Satellites, playing an evening outdoor dance around 1959. Littleton was a great place to grow up at that time. My transistor radio was set to KIMN, the local Top 40 station, where I dug Elvis and Jerry Lee Lewis. I was especially intrigued by Ernest Tubb. My mom listened to the local pop radio station during the day, and I discovered Country Music on radio station KLAK. I listened to Frank Sinatra, Sara Vaughan, Jimmy Smith (I could hum Kenny Burrell’s guitar solo on Organ Grinder’s Swing before I’d ever touched a guitar), Miles Davis, Count Basie, Duke Ellington, Woody Herman, Chico Hamilton, Tony Mottola, Bill Doggett, Ray Charles, Mose Allison, Dizzy Gillespie, Cannonball Adderley, and Blossom Dearie from the time I can remember. My father was a visual artist that collected Jazz records. We lived across the street from the Arapahoe County Fair Grounds, where I attended the fair, watched equestrian events and stock car racing. Littleton was a suburb of Denver, where I could catch a city bus and be downtown Denver in 45 minutes. I was born in Oklahoma in 1954, and my Father, Mother, and I moved back to my Father’s hometown, Littleton, in 1957. Kenny Vaughan - I grew up in Littleton Colorado.
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