Over 25 years ago I left my dear country and pursued a career change (from music to law) to work and raise a family in the US. Finally, last week I jumped on a plane and made the loooong anticipated trip to NS, the Cape, PEI and NB to breath the Canadian air and soak up it's unique and majestic panoramas. For 6 days, I toured over 1600 miles to the music of my long-ago, literal heart throb, John Allen, whose music coursed through my veins and awoke the depths of my soul as I recalled his songs I had listened to for hours at a time so long ago, just like it was yesterday. I stopped long enough to search for any local pub to get food and a local performer. To my suprise, I fell upon The Triangle to hear Dave McIsaac. During his break he helped revive long faded memories as we reminisced about the late '70's when I had the honor of doing back-up vocals for John Allen for TV specials and Parliment Hill performances, etc. and realized we may well have met before at that time. While I send him my prayers daily now, after hearing the news of his personal battle, I am so thrilled to know he is thriving in plenty of love and admiration.