. . . to Mr. Bob Dylan, forever old, forever young.

Dylan was 21 when this picture was taken, I was 12.  I heard my first Dylan album later that year, when I was 13 and Dylan was 22.  That seemed like a huge age difference at the time, but now that Dylan is 71 and I’m 62, he feels like a contemporary.  In any case, it’s been a blessing to grow old with him — a spirit guide like no other.

2 thoughts on “HAPPY BIRTHDAY

  1. Thanks for the photo, Lloyd. I was only six at the time, and it would be six or seven years more before I even heard Dylan himself and not just Manfred Mann and Peter, Paul and Mary covers. I’ve since made up for lost time!

    So bittersweet to see him here with Suze . . .

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