A few years ago, I was having dinner with my brother-in-law and his fellow Scout leaders, some male and some female. All seemed to be in their forties. I was asked to play some tunes on the dulcimer, and when I said I would play 'My Grandfather's Clock," they looked mystified and said they had never heard of it. But when I started playing, there were happy exclamations - they knew it after all.

I was glad to hear that we were not THAT separated by the passing decades.