Voyager, It was at Hunter College in New York City, I was 14, living with my parents in Queens, and going to school at the Bronx High School of Science. My folks told that I couldn't go because they didn't want me wandering on the subway at that age late at night. I went away and was grounded for 2 weeks. It was worth it.

3 years later my first professional gig was at Gerdes Folk City opening for Brownie and Sonny, and I later got meet the Reverend Davis backstage at The Gaslight. I walked into what passed for a dressing room in that dank, dark basement club and introduced myself, saying how much I loved his music. All he said to me was, "Here, change my strings, and handed me his J200. MJH died a year before I got down to the Village, so I never met him, but the habitues (and sons of habitues) used to tell a lot of stories about him.

Mark Ross