I said that I used to do the covers (a few anyway) for his fan club magazine, back in the late fifties. Back then it was done in one of those old duplicators that you had to cut by hand. I sent a few drawings, Chet and his guitar, and they used em on the cover. Chet said: "Oh yeah, I remember you Harold!" Of course you could have knocked me over with a flat thumbpick!

He had my wife and me down to the concert that night, we came in at the stage door, and since the show was sold out, they brought out two huge wing chairs and put them in the front, in the aisle, just before the curtain went up. I can still imagine the crowd wondering who the heck we were anyway. After the show Chet had us back to his dressing room, he wanted to see some of my more current work. I'll always remember how cordial he was...and how he reached up and sharpened a fingernail on the wall, sort of absent-minded like. What a guy.