I have wondered what had become of Moondog for many years. He was certainly unique. I have only one of his albums purchased from him on the street in NYC. I often in those days at lunch time purchased some good deli lunches and drove around to find him and share lunch after which he would play on and on. He was a strange one. Sometimes he would listen to my chatter sometimes not. He wore a headpiece of chain mail covering his entire head sometimes under his helmut and would just lift the front so slightly to eat our lunch. He did many styles of music as he pleased. Some days he would gather $45 dollars along the street for his efforts. I tried to find where he lived and why he wasn't much into conversation. I never did. I was in those days doing the Hootinanny at Gerd's Folk City but was never able to get him to drop by. Even offered to drive him many times. He was a loner. I am saddened to find now how many years have passed to hear his name again for this reason. He will be long remembered by many of us for his ability to persue his own musical dream. From other musicians he deserves the highest respect for that. Thanks all of you for the memories.