Along with Naomi Wadler, this performance got my day long wet blurry eyes over flowing down my cheeks.
Perhaps because in 1963 I bought a guitar and this was the only song I managed to learn and sing before I quit a few months later realizing I had no musical ability. And too, a song from 1963 that still has so much meaning. It also brought me back to 1969 when I began college on the GI Bill and spent time demonstrating against both the draft and the Vietnam war.
Thank you Bob…
Thank you Jennifer…