It seems like I have told about all there is to tell.
Maybe if you all have questions?

Another incident just popped up. I think it was in 1988 that I was invited to perform at the National Storytellers Convention in El Paso Texas. There I met Glenn Ohrlin, another excellent storyteller and poet. We did a workshop on storytelling and I dragged out one of the most outrageous tales I know. When I finished, he looked at me and said, "Where in the hell are you from"? Later I overheard some people talking about the performance and one said "Was that guy speakin' English? I couldn't understand him at all."

I was also included in the lineup at the National Folksingers Convention in Lowell Mass. in 1986. Some of the other performers were Chephus & Wiggins, and Robbie O'Connell. Not much to tell about that one, it was hotter than the hinges of Tofit as I recall.

Oh, and one other time, I was hired to perform at the River Festival in Bangor Maine. When I got there I was unpleasantly surprised at the venue they had for me. No shade, just a concrete bench a few yards from the pavilion where the main attraction was going to perform. That was Ray Charles! and he was scheduled at the same time I was!

I'm standing there, guitar in hand, considering if I should just slink away, when suddenly two of the Irish Rovers came by. We chatted briefly, and I told them what I was up against, and Jimmy Furgerson said, "Well, let's hope you don't hurt him too bad."
I needn't have worried, when it was time for me to do a set I was surrounded by kids and their Mothers who couldn't afford to see Ray Charles!
I came away feeling very good about that whole day.