In many ways, perhaps our best Gathering in years, even though there were many sessions and shows, people and friends, we didn’t get to see, in part because we moved to the other end of town after twenty-some years at the Stockman’s, much more comfortable at the Red Lion. Keeping our health in mind, we were also in bed early, with the exception of Friday night at the Stray Dog, Mike Beck picking and performing his unique style on electric guitar, new songs and new riffs for old pieces from the 60s. Loud as usual.
For a taste of what went on, check out: WFC Blog
Night Show: Quebe Sisters, et al.
New footage for a future documentary of me reading “To Hell in a Handbasket”
drycrikjournal 
You were good too. Many things made this a good year (bring the Saddle Cats back). I filled in many empty spots in the Anything Goes sessions getting as much stage time as any perfoemer there. Yes there were a few bumps in the road, which included Mike Beck being sucker punched, and myself being attacked in public (97.75% verbaly) by political racists. Mike and I both recovered.
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