I met him in the late 60s when he was a student at Texas Tech in Lubbock, TX. My aunt was the choir director at Pioneer Methodist Church in Lubbock and John sang in her choir. He was also a regular at her dinner table and always brought his guitar for after dinner. He was a nice guy and always had time to talk with the kids....red
Great story - thank you for sharing. He was Americana to me - so good to hear a first hand account of John D.
Sans helmet.
During the 1970s, he was always portrayed as a gentle granola eating hippie "flower child" but that was probably not the case in real life.
Lucky you!
Was he as humble as he appeared?
Wow! That’s a great story!
Now, THAT’S a great story.