I met Rick Fielding at the first Getaway Edmund and I attended, only -- what -- four or was it five years ago? He was the guy who said "Hi!" as if he had been waiting for hours for us to show up. The next year, I poked a tentative finger at the mandolin he was waving around, and he thrust it into my arms and downright bullied me into learning three chord shapes ...

Today, I'm-a gunna go home after work and spend the evening playing tunes on my lovely mandolin.

Thanks, Rick.