being asked/allowed to help carry Bob Beers' psaltry into & out of and elevator and onstage in 1965 or so...and standing over his shoulder as he warmed up..and THEN hearing the concert.

Hearing Pete Seeger live in 1963 or '64 and watching people who had never heard of him singing along and being as mezmerized as I was...

Seeing Doc Watson, Norman Blake, Dan Crary the first year of the Nationl Flatpicking contest(1971?) at Winfield, Kans.(joined the next year by Tony Rice)...and watching Doc & Merle Travis play together for the first time the NEXT year!)

Hearing Jean Redpath live in a little club 3 nights in a row...and having her look down at me the 3rd night and say.."..and you're a glutton for punishment, aren't you.." ...and being able to ask her to sing "The Twa Corbies"...3 feet from me..

seeing the Copper family live, their first American concert, and watching Bob Copper with something close to tears in his eyes as he discovered much of the audience could sing the Copper family songs along with them...and getting one of 7-8 of his books that they had scoured bookshops for before coming over-'hoping' they could sell a couple..(the books lasted about 2 minutes)...

getting to nod and give Tom Paley a fiddle break on "The Storms Are On the Ocean" while I played autoharp, when he just 'happened' to drop by a local song circle.

...and more....
........and then all the wonderful local stuff by 'mostly' unknown musicians that would mean little to many, but filled my life with friends and music for the last 35-40 years...