This was one of the very first folk music LPs I ever bought. And then I was going to see Bob at the Gate of Horn folk nightspot in Chicago--a959--in my senior year of high school. At first there was only his banjo, and the songs were all traditional. It opened my eyes wide to how, when they were done well, the trad story songs from the depths of historical time, could transport a singer and the listeners like a time machine. Later, I got to know Bob Gibson---and it was quite an adventure to hang out, both actually and vicariously, with him. I hung back from knowing him too well as some of his doings I didn't respect. But when Bob Gibson was in his prime, he was very good--and it made the entire folk scene in Chicago a mesmerizing place to be.

I wish you could've been there.

Thanks Wally.

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