Some have asked for instructions on how to interact with this site.
Websites are static places where you can simply view information. Blogs are interactive -- where we can stay in touch with old friends, interact with one another, and rebuild our old community. So get involved and keep checking back as we find more former Paradoxers to join in here.
Since there were no blogs in the days of the Paradox, here's a quick overview of how to contribute and keep this site going for all of us:
Each post (which are now mostly photos) is followed by a "comment" section. If you click on that comment, you can read the comments others have left, and/or add a comment of your own.
For example, check out that early photo of the Dirt Band with Jackson in it and then read the comment from Merel of the old Sunshine Company. Or check out Helen's comment about Steve Gillette's house concert she attended (under Steve's photo).
If you've received an invitation to register at the site, you can also initiate a new thread -- use the new post at the top of the right side of the page. Let everyone know if you are playing somewhere this summer, if you have a new cd, or whatever. This is a public site, so it will (in theory) be shared with others interested in the Paradox or those wanting to know what former Paradoxers are up to these days.
And if you know the whereabouts of any other former Paradoxers, be sure to have them check in here. Another get together is in the works.
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Hopefully some of the photos here will remind you of a great story to share with the group.
If you have other photos you would like to post, you can send them to me, or post them directly. Let me know, and I can walk you through the process.
Back in the early days of the Paradox Connie and I met one morning to do some cleaning. It being a large dark empty room always was creepy to me. Connie was cleaning the girls bathroom and me (Helen) the boys. I had the door open and was on my hands and knees cleaning the floor. Without hearing a sound, I spied a pair of shoes, scared the s--- out of me. slowly looking up, Pat Paulsen. Pat lived in the hood, we laughed about it but he never offered to help me clean up the puddle! That of course was before he ran for Pres. Helen Sheffer
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