We pulled into the parking lot in front of the barn around midday. We looked for a small white Ford. It would have belonged to a fellow we met on our earlier visit. Last year the car was there and the doors to the barn were open. I went in to get some information about the evening program I found him organizing some papers on a table in the rear of the barn. He introduced himself as Ramey Hensman and invited me to sit down to talk a spell. I told him we were interested in finding out about the night’s program. He reached for a clipboard and read the names of the six bands that would be performing. He said there could be more. His band, Sandy Creek, usually plays, but they would be playing in nearby Hartford at a benefit for Habitat for Humanity. He explained that, at 71 years of age, he could still play a pretty good standing base fiddle. I mentioned that standing base fiddles were rare these days. He said the standing bass fiddle was the only bass fiddle played in this neck of the woods. In fact, all of the instruments played locally were acoustic – no electric instruments are used. He went on to show me a wall of photos of different artists, who would be coming to the barn that night. I noticed Ramey was in one of the old photos as well.