In March of this year I stepped forth from the audience and played backup guitar for Roger Sprung at a club in Coral Gables, Florida, and I wasn't half bad. A peak experience! At least my wife was impressed.

When I was in high school in New York 40 years ago, a classmate was taking guitar lessons from Rev. Gary Davis. I missed school one day because I was sick, it happened to be the day of my friend's weekly lesson. He called me from Rev. Davis's and Davis played a 15-minute concert for me over the phone, including things he never played in public, like "Raise a Ruckus Tonight." Another peak experience.

Between peak experiences it's been pretty quiet