No words of mine could ever express the effect of his life on all of us nor the depth and breadth of his influence throughout folk music. Art, Kendall, MArk, and others can speak of the personal man but the public man left so much to so many for so long that nothing can adequately gauge his life's work........Simply an amazing individual.......
Now a traveling life might seem all right, A life without worry or care; Always up and always out and always going somewhere, But I'll tell you my friend, it's not where you are But your reason for being there.
Like a bird on the wing I hear a voice sing As over the prairies I roll But I'd give my life to spend one more night In the arms of my own Phoebe Snow.