Mike,

I do remember The Mill. It was Keith Dempster's place. Loud!! But it's good to know someone was listening through the din. Keith put us singers up in his farm house. I fell asleep one night knowing a few bikers were expected in. Next morning there were motorcycles to the horizon all around the place. They had "borrowed" a cadaver table from the University, filled it with charcoal briquettes, covered it wil a chain link fence, and by noon there must've been 200 steaks on to cook. It was a great time that was had by all. A year or two later that farm house of Keith's burnt down---and took his great instrument collection with it. I do hope he is alive, kickin' and doing well.

Art Thieme