Thanks not only for the memories, but for all the years ahead in which new and old fans can discover or rediscover your music. You reminded us that rags could be played loose but not fast, taught us some old tunes that we'd forgotten, changed our idea of what could be done with one guitar and a ten fingers; you played some warm blues, cool jazz just like Louis (with Christine Lavin as your Ella), had some fun with a kazoo, plinked about on a uke, swung on a star, sang barbershop and drinking songs, went to the amoeba hop, hung out with Simon Smith and his Amazing Dancing Bear, traveled to Sunday Street and went with Jesus to meet the woman at the well, did Dylan better than Dylan himself, and got us to love Joni all over again. You absorbed the music of Jelly Roll Morton, Sidney Bechet, Louis Armstrong, Josh White, Blind Lemon Jefferson, Reverend Gary Davis, Mississippi John Hurt and many others and brought their music back with your incredible voice. We'll all miss you. You treated your listeners like friends. Each song was a postcard from some far flung place, (including Marion, MA.) If someone ever asks for any of the good things that came out of the 20th century and these first two years of the 21st, just put on a Dave Van Ronk record. You'll be sure to see 'em smile. I know I have.