I envy you, Amy. It is like devouring Jane Austin for the first time and then wishing you had savoured it more slowly. Now go take a wander through Folk-Legacy's offerings, ask Sandy for some guidance and discover even more wonders.

I saw Joan in concert twice - once on Long Island in the early 60s. She was still a waif but wore Birkenstocks. After her first set, she introduced another ragged little waif - Bob Dylan. Many years later I saw her at Carnegie Hall. She had grown into a mature and outspoken woman. The trademark long hair was gone, the voice was still beautiful but mellowed with age, and I felt very old.