This brought back a great memory this afternoon. On one of their many visits to Toronto I took Frank Wakefield home to meet my mother and have lunch. Frank was the first "real" southern musician I'd gotten to know and I was a little wary of how my mother with her very liberal views would interact with one of my heroes who's ideas were decidedly conservative to say the least. I needn't have worried. After lunch the two of them played 4 handed piano on hymn after hymn. I just sat in awe.