Well I messed those links up.

Tonight I went to Fat Albert's for the first time. Fat Albert's is an open stage in a church in Toronto that has been going since the 1960s. In the early 1970s I often visited a friend who lived four doors away from the church but, until tonight, I didn't know Fat Albert's was held in that church.

I was just going to check the place out but when I gave a guitar pick to a woman who forgot hers, Mary, the poet who ran the show and whose last name I didn't catch, asked to put me on the list. On a hunch, I asked if anyone knew Al Cromwell. Several hands went up and Mary later told me that she didn't know Al but that she had always enjoyed his performances.

The three guys also took the position that they didn't really know Al and that Al was private about his personal life but they had stories. I can't remember them and write them down at this hour.

One guy just happened to be visiting from Ottawa tonight. When he as about 12 years old, his brother hung around with Al and ran a nightclub in Yorkville called The Inn on the Parking Lot (Toronto has an upscale hotel called, The Inn on the Park.) This guy is considering sending me information as he remembers it. He was pleased that I triggered memories that he had forgotten.

A second guy gave me his phone number. He remembers Al from several clubs. The third guy had hearing problems and seemed to get confused.