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nancy white

Pete Seeger was an anchor in my life... and will always be. I saw him at a distance a few times at the Philadelphia Folk Festival and other places, but never close up. Yet his songs, writings, recordings were the grist for me from the moment I picked up a guitar at the age of 11 or 12. Where have all the Flowers Gone was one of the first songs I learned to finger pick at Skips Studios in Media PA where I had my first (and only) lessons.

At around age 40 my Dad picked up the Banjo and Pete Seeger was there for him in recordings, music books and Sing Out! magazine. Dad always did best with those simple melodies and tinkling of the banjo.

You know those games where people say if you could invite any three people, living or passed, to the dinner table, who would you invite? Pete is on my list...

Thanks for the post, Steve.


And this by Peter Yarrow on Pete's final night


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