It was all my husband's fault. He's 12 years older than me and was a teenager/folkie/bluegrasser in the 70s. when we met we realized we liked a lot of the same music (mostly rock & roll then). He mentioned some folk & bluegrass people I had heard of but never listened to. Well, back then, our local NPR affiliate aired a show called Folk Sampler. (Gawd, I miss it.) One night, not long after we were married, we crowded round the radio on a Saturday night (that was nearly all the furniture we had at the time!) to listen to Norman Blake play Lincoln's Funeral Train. And that was IT. I ain't never looked back since.