It was wonderful to see, once again, all of the people I met before at last year's Getaway and in other contexts. I was disappointed that Max didn't stay very long, and I sure missed seeing MMario and Jeff (Pene).

It was a treat getting to meet Morticia. What an amazingly powerful and clear, bell-like voice coming from such a small woman. And a wonderful dead-pan delivery on the song parodies.

I finally got to actually meet Gutbucketeer, Fortunato, LaMarca, and Annamil and Glen face to face. Fine, gracious people, all of them. I somehow managed to miss doing that last year, even though we were all there at the same time, and in some instances, in the same room.

It was great meeting Willie O, and Homeless and his girlfriend. In person, Willie O reminds me a little bit of Little Hawk. I think I would love to have an opportunity to be in the same room at the same time with both of them. I somehow managed to miss meeting, or even seeing Edmund and Charmion. I don't know how that happened seeing as how I'm always on the lookout for Canadians anyway ;-)

Charlie Baum amazes me. The impression I have of him is that he is never without a smile on his face. And the people who worked so hard (in some cases, despite being profoundly tired, like Ferrara), did an excellent job, once again. It was, in my opinion, a wonderful and very successful Getaway.

Highlights for me were Friday evening in the dining hall listening to folks jamming, and the Saturday night jam in the Mudcat cabin. My (our) time at the Getaway was somewhat abreviated (didn't stay Sunday night) because Rob and I had to get back to Shepherdstown and finish packing my stuff for the big move to Georgia on Monday.

Biggest highlight for me, without question, was when my dear, sweet husband sang a song about me (us) that he wrote himself at the Saturday night concert. (And watching the people in the row in front of me craning their necks looking around the room, and saying, "who's Carol?"