Yes, Droen, that's how it starts. My two boys spent a lot of time at festivals. Does anyone remember Newport? Well if you were one of the seven-or-eight-thousand audience, looking at that big, bright stage, you'd never have known of all the little bodies sleeping underneath it, backstage. We performers baby-sat for each other, so my tots have been watched over by Mary Travers, Toshi Seeger, Phil Ochs, Joan Baez, Big Mama Thornton, Judy Collins, Libba Cotton- oh, on and on (Bob D. was there but wouldn't watch anyone's kids as he didn't have any and wasn't automatically experienced with kids as most female people are).

When our son # 1 was five, he came in from Kindergarten one day and said, "Mom, it is all right if I like a little jazz?" Yes, they both went through all the stages of music, and now in their sober forties they're quite musically educated, but their teen-age scorn for folk music has long since worn away and now both of them work and play in that field. So, I guess that old saying is true, "Don't matter how you raise 'em, if you love 'em they'll turn out all right." Jean