I have been told that Frank Warner was hauled to our home after a late-night performance in the Village in 1946 by my father, and that he (Warner) carried me around singing Hush Little Baby until I went back to sleep. I don't happen to remember the event, but I have to believe some kind of spark was passed. At the Newport Folk Festival of 1964(?) I got to ask Joanie and Bob to move a little to one side, as they were standing right in our line of sight to the stage, to which they graciously acceded.