“I wish, I wish, I wish in vain/That we could sit simply in that room again.” — “Bob Dylan’s Dream”
On a recent Saturday at the Meridell Park Center, I attended a celebration for the life of Glen Allen. I was not close to Glen, but remembered him from musical jams and his performances of two songs in particular: “Ghost Riders in the Sky” and “Dark as a Dungeon.” For some reason, Glen rarely changed his strings and adamantly refused the gift of new ones. I did know a few details about Glen Allen. He had attended Cornell University, received a commendation from President Lyndon Johnson and lived in what looked like a machine factory south of town filled with antique equipment.
The memorial proved to be an afternoon of epiphanies.
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