This seems so strange; I am writing a note 20 years after Tex Koenig passed away, but I wanted to add just a couple of my own thoughts about Tex. I knew Tex from his Greenwich Village days in 1963-64. He was an imposing sight--huge bear of a man with a small nylon-stringed guitar, playing lovely ballads and songs of the sea, with a huge heart and an open mind and personality. I used to love to hear him sing "Marianne". None of us made a lot of money playing in the basket houses in the Village, but several of us would frequently go down to Chinatown after singing all night, pool our money, and order several dishes to share together. I stayed in the Village about a year before going into the National Guard. When I got out, I joined a group called the Bitter End Singers (named for the Bitter End in the Village)and I lost touch with a lot of the basket house singers in the Village, including Tex. I heard from a friend out in California about Tex spending more time up in Canada. He also informed me that Tex had passed away several years earlier. I was sorry to hear of his passing; I enjoyed hearing him sing and I liked him as a person. I would love to have heard him play and sing up in Canada when I visited in the '70's and '80's. It was nice to find this thread on Mudcat and read more about Tex from some of the many people who knew him and called him friend. RIP, Tex. Save a place at the table for us.