The Last Windrow: Weekend concert takes me back in time
He stood there on the distinctly hued stage, immaculate in his velvet red blazer worn atop a pair of black denim jeans and a pair of western boots, Gordon Lightfoot. Now 74 years old and rail thin and still traveling and singing his signature troubadour songs that I tuned into during the year I graduated from high school, 1965. That’s a long time in between.
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