I just put Hoyt's obit in our paper and it really brought back memories. Like voyager, his Greenback Dollar was one of the first songs I learned — in fact, it was THE first one. Hoyt taught it to me one night after the Buddhi closed in Oklahoma City in about 1962 or '63.

I was just reminiscing with banjoman a couple of days ago about the OKC scene from that time and remembered going to a restaurant with Hoyt and some other people after the club closed. Hoyt amazed us all by how much he ate. But then, he was a big man — made him with a dreadnaught guitar look like me with a ukelele.

There was also the night he saw a fight on the street, ran over to break it up or get into it — I was never sure which, tho' he was a pretty gentle soul — and scared the combatants so much they took off in opposite directions.

As with so many other good people from those, I didn't stay in touch. Wish I had. He was a fine talent and a gentleman through and through.

david