In 1968, my college was visited by The Mitchell Trio. I had a couple of their albums from when they were the Chad Mitchell Trio, but Chad had left and was replaced by a new guy.

Two years later, I was in Vietnam with a kid that we called Dutch (His name was Deutchendorf) who was the younger brother of that new guy that I saw in concert with the Mitchell Trio. He had a big mouth and was always bragging about him and his brother. He would play tapes of his brother singing original songs and swore that he was going to be a star. I told him that, although I kind of liked the stuff, I was country music bred; and this type of music would never catch on.

And that is the story of how I saw John Denver in concert in 1968 and was with his brother in Vietnam in 1970.

John