Stanley Turrentine, the great soulful jazz saxophone player. He used to play a couple of times a year at the Village Vanguard in New York City, and I really wanted to hear him. But, it seemed like every time I saw the he was there, I had a conflict and couldn't go. So, I vowed that the next time he was there, I'd move evrything out of the way to hear him. Unfortunately, there wasn't a "next time" because he dided shortly after that.

There were tons of folk musicians who did concerts in New York City in the early sixties, but I was on a peanut butter menu, and didn't have the money to see them. That's the most painful experience... to be surrounded by people you really want to hear, but not having enough money to eat, let alone pay for tickets..

Jerry