Once upon a time, there were dozens and dozens of folk clubs in the Phila, area, alone. Every college had its own coffeehouse and its own concert area. Penn had The Little Greenwich, Temple had The Critics and Scholars The Museum School had Dirty Frank's. Coffehouses ringed Rittenhouse Square and every one of them presented Folk. I worked every weekend, so did Billy and Benjy and Saul and Jackie and Tossi and a half dozen others who drifted away from music to persue pelf and security. Some went on the road. Dick Weisman joined The Journeymen, Marshal Freedland joined The Robert DiCourmier Singers, Billy started his Caravan, Saul met Bruce Phillips and Gordon Bok came into his trust fund, bought a boat and God, only, knows what ever happened to him.

               Mike