Bob Dylan and I are decade mates, two children of America born in the 1940s; war was underway when he was delivered, while I tumbled into a world at peace! (unless you follow British, French, and Chinese footprints to a few hotspots around the globe)
Since catching a couple early episodes of The Rolling Thunder Revue in 1975, I have attended several score Bob Dylan shows, reviewed several for publication, and otherwise mused about the man from Hibbing. Preserving some of the oldest links in WWW history, my Dylan matters are on NewBerkshire.com.