When I was a college student a room mate gave me a copy of that Album Dian & The Greenbriar boys.( This was in the days when records were vinyl and about the size of a small pizza). As a budding bluegrass/ folk guitar player I listened to that album obsessively and played along imitating the breaks and licks of the Greenbriar boys. "Cannonball Blues" , "He was a friend of mine" and "Brown's Ferry Blues" became staples in my repitoire. I foolishly traded that Album for a record by some bad rock and roll band whose name I no longer remember. Recently I was able to get a copy of The DIan album on CD from a woman in Ireland (Thanks Chantal) and I felt as if I had recaptured some small but important moment of my youth.
As an adult I now play fiddle and mandolin with a couple of differnet bluegrass bands. Whenever I sing Cannon Ball Blues I hear Dian's voice and am reminded of a simpler time in my life.
I wrote to Dian in the last months before she passed away. I hope she read the note, hope she knew that her talent touched more people than she would have imagined. I am certain that I am not alone in this feeling. That CD has even more meaning on reading about Dian's passing

My Thanks to all who have contributed to this site,

Mike