Living in Orlando I decided to see Joni in Jacksonville. We had as many wild-eyed hippies as could fit in Sue's Volvo. At the concert we were spellbound. I couldn't believe so much music was coming out of one person. We sang with Joni when she asked us to and sang a little softer when she didn't -- But on the way back to Orlando we sang our asses off! Thanks, so much for that.
Scruffy

I had just started learning to play the dulcimer. I brought it to the beach and practiced for hours and hours. Finally my friend Mary and I found out Joni was going to be in Miami. We bought tickets, and waited. As it turned out, I got my drivers license the week before the concert. I was delighted to be able to drive, instead of taking the bus. The concert was amazing. Mary and I loved it. When we finally found the car, after the concert was over, I had a parking ticket on it. I had to tell my dad, and he wouldn't let me use the car for a while. Mary and I didn't care. The concert was worth it. Somewhere in my attic, I have the ticket stub from the concert, AND the parking ticket I got that night.