Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)http://www.swimmingpoolqs.com/picture/coverww2.5New.jpg?pictureId=171331<P>One of the best memories from my childhood was at one of my Dad's shows.&nbsp; I remember I was around seven or eight years old, a time in which I was totally awed by my Dad when I saw him playing.&nbsp; Near the end of this particular show, he made an announcement before the beginning of one of his last songs.&nbsp; He called for his daughter to come up on stage and play with him.&nbsp; I don't remember how embarrassed I was when he did that, I'm sure he was very successful in doing so, however.&nbsp; What I do remember is being on stage next to my Dad and wearing sunglasses while helping him sing some crazy song as I played the finger tambourines.&nbsp; As I have thought about that moment, I have found that it was really important to me because I was a part of my Dad's music, which is his life.&nbsp; I wish I had some kind of picture or video tape of that night, but I have never seen one.&nbsp; It was an experience to remember.<BR>-Laura Calder<BR><BR></P>