AT LAST, THANKS

A bus wreck in 1988 marked the end of my professional music career. It’s a longer story than that; I recovered and could have continued. But honestly, with my not realizing how badly I’d been hurt, my first thought when everything stopped moving was, “This is it. I have got to find a different way to make a living.” It was a long road back, and the charity and kindnesses shown me were too many to count. I regret not having answered every card, letter, and phone call with a separate word or note of thanks. So here it is,