Today's news headlines disturb me greatly, but I am not here to write about those. I want to write about how fortunate I feel to have grown up in Buffalo, NY, just over the border from Canada, and to have had so many wonderful interactions with Canadians and their music. In Buffalo, we had the mighty WKBW blasting out 50,000 watts of Beatles in 1964 but we could also receive AM 1050 CHUM blasting out the hits from Toronto. CHUM was tight with the Beatles and sponsored their visits to Toronto in 1964, 1965 and 1966. As a young teen, I loved CHUM and the music it played. When I was in college, I went three years in a row to the Mariposa Folk Festival on idyllic Toronto Islands. I missed the year Dylan and Joni both showed up, but in other years Mariposa provided my first up close exposure to John Prine, Bruce Coburn, Utah Phillip, Rambling Jack Elliott, Steve Goodman and and so many others. Thanks, Canada! When the Stones toured behind Exile, I "slept" all night outside Maple Leaf Gardens to get good (well, pretty fair) seats on the floor. My first Dylan albums were Canadian monos that were being sold for a dollar in downtown Buffalo. Sadly, I gave then to the babysitter at the dawn of the CD era. Dumb. When Dylan and The Band toured behind Planet Waves in 1974, it was like the Second Coming to me. I was unemployed and still in Buffalo, but I scraped together enough cash for a bus ride to Toronto and a decent ticket. I never would have seen the tour but for my friends in Toronto. I could go on about my love for Canadian music. I love hearing the Canadian anthem to this day in ballparks and stadiums in Upstate NY and I sing along. So thank you Canada for Neil, Joni and Leonard, Gordon and for McGarrigle Sisters, Bruce Coburn, Leon Redbone and K D Lang and all the other musicians who performed at Mariposa. I am raising a glass of Labatts Blue to all my Maple Leaf friends on SHMF. Don't for a minute think that we in the US don't love you. We do.