As I drove up from New York City to Connecticut for this year’s Northeast Regional Folk Alliance (NERFA) conference, I carried a dread that my post-election mood would prevent me from enjoying this annual celebration of talent. What was supposed to be a festive blessing of the election of the nation’s first woman president had turned into a shocked fear of an narcissistic, bigoted reality show host’s ascendancy to the pinnacle of power.
At the Stamford Crowne Plaza, NERFA’s new staging ground, staff members quietly went about registering arrivals. Gradually, the calm, one-foot-in-front-of-the-other forward motion of everyone doing their job produced a soothing balm for my frayed nerves.
The singer/songwriter/folk community was the perfect antidote to my apprehension. The community did what gatherings of big hearts do. It pulled me out of my despondency and lifted my spirits.
When Sunday arrived and we were ready to depart, I believe that everyone was ready to carry on; to approach the coming challenges with fresh resolve.
The pages of this December issue are a small token of the gratitude I feel for everyone who picked me up when I needed it.