It was in the Spring of 1961 while attending the University of South Carolina,
a rock n' rock group called the Swordsmen came to my attention. I grew up
on rock n' roll and to be this close to a band was just plain exciting. I was a
major in music, played a little piano, some guitar and excelled with the clarinet.
Some years ago there lived in an English city a man whom I shall call Fred Armstrong.
He worked in the local post office. He was called 'dead-letter man' because he handled
mail whose addresses were faulty or hard to read. He lived in an old house with his
little wife and even smaller daughter and tiny son.