I guess I'm on a talking jag! This thread has triggured some memories. I mentioned that Pete Seeger, Sonny Terry and C.J. Bouroughs (sp?) stayed at my house about 57 or 58. It was when they were in town for a very successful, and large, concert at the Moore theater. I was living with my parents, I think I was 18, and of course I was very thrilled that I would be able hang around these august folks. But my poor Father! He was a very successful home builder, quite republican in his views, though to his credit, he certainly was not anything that today would be called conservitive.

But, he and Pete tangled, and tangled hard, that very first evening at the dinner table. Pete started talking about his unionizing activities, sang a couple of songs at the table, etc. I watched my Dad getting tighter and tighter. Finally, he cussed in Finn and stormed out of the room. My Father's native tongue was Finnish, and when he lost his temper, he always cussed in Finn. Pretty soon Pete stormed out and dissapeared into his room. I went downstairs with Sonny and C.J. where our bedrooms were.

For the next couple of days, I chauffeured them around town, doing the interviews and stuff. My Dad didn't speak to me during this time. But it wasn't more than a few weeks later that Dad heard something on the radio, or maybe the press, where Pete was being vilifyed. Dad got quite upset about this.

If we had another beer here, I'd tell you of my Dad's reaction to Sonny Terry! CHEERS, Bob (I do go on, don't I)?