I met Helen at the Red Fox in Bethesda around 1978, where Bruce Hutton was running a open mike. My pal Tex Rubinowitz and I went down to sing. He never went back, but in a way I never left. Dave Olive, Bruce, Tom McHenry, Marv Reitz, and the one and only Helen and the beautiful Riki Schneyer and the FSGW gathered me in and kept me. I followed her to Fox Hollow and all those wonderful parties folks mentioned above. Clogging with Riki on the front porch and chatting with Helen in the kitchen, picking in the living room with Mike Seeger, drinking Ouzo with Peter the Giant and always Jonathan Eberhart's repartee. It was a wonderful time and I owe it all to her truly welcoming, egalatrian nature.

Helen has been very large in my life for 30 years. It leaves a hole, friends, but no regrets.

Love you Helen.