harvey andrews, Thanks for putting in words what I couldn't!

FWIW,
I dimmed the lamps, put my headset on (I have a good headset, an old Rochester that is superior in sound), and listened to Ruth Huber and Lois Judd sing "I'm goin' down that road (feelin' bad)" and I could hear the passing of trucks long passed, and the happy chatter of babies that certianly now have grandchildren of their own, the tuning of the guitars long since silent, and a few of the audience sing along with the chorus and for a few blessed moments I was in a migrant work camp in California in the lator days of the depression! The people heard in thhe record are scattered countless ways to the winds over the years, but just for the moment they were all recalled to that place, where a common bond held them.

I wish it were always that easy.
Chaz

Chaz