Make that York and Ryerson Libraries.

Layton was a big fan of Eric Anderson I believe. I never saw Eric either but I bought his records. And once I went to visit a girl who worked at the Riverboat. She was an interesting woman who liked Chekov and music. She like my puppy and seemed gentle and kind. We went a few places together before she invited me to her house. She smelt pretty good when I first met her - at least to a Cape Breton boy who knew a few smelts in his day. The day I went to her house her breath was so bad that I refused to get down on her mattress on the floor. She must have been coming down with an illness.

She though I was nervous because her mattress was upstairs in her parents house. Not likely. To ease my mind she started to tell me about all the Riverboat performers she had slept with. The list of performers was long. Eric Anderson was on her list although we must treat that as hearsay. She may have been just boasting to impress me. Her stories didn't ease my anxiety one bit. I left rather abruptly and never returned.