I missed the first chance that I had to see Gordon Lightfoot. (I've seen him a couple of times since, but this would have been great) It was 1968 and I was stationed in Labrador at Goose Air Base. We got word that he was doing an impromptu tour of villages along the coast north of the base and the airman services office was organizing a little excursion to fly up and attend one of them (good for morale when you're on remote duty, don'tcha know). Well, naturally, one of those upper latitude late fall blows moved in off the North Atlantic and shut down air operations so we didn't get out. Gord, on the other hand, was flying "Bush Pilot Airlines" and seemed to have no trouble at all getting to each one of the scheduled stops. Go figure.

As for his music, I don't recall ever hearing anything I didn't like. "Steel Rail Blues" and "Brave Mountaineers" stand out in my mind, as well as his medley on Dream Street Rose of "That's what you get for loving me" and "I'm not saying."

Great stuff . . . . . great artist.