Melted my hard heart...
I love this recording.... and heard it for the first time while I was living in Washington D.C. a most provincial city at the time.... 1958. A young man named John Dildyne had a program devoted to folk music for a few hours on Sunday evening and played it., all of it, without interruption. The music and the words softened my heart..... including toward whom I thought of as a clueless young husband who apparently watched me while I listened ... and brought the recording home the next evening. Folk music to sooth the savage breast. Norma Manna Blum