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Mary Travers of Peter, Paul and Mary Dies at 72

John and I met Mary Travers on a flight back from St. Croix through Kennedy.

One of us went back to the rest room and saw her. Said hello.

We were caught.

Yak yak yak.

But she was very nice.

When we got off to transfer to a Boston flight, nothing would do but to walk us to the gate and make sure that we were in the right place. She had "done it many times" and was going to see that we, goddamit, were going to do it too.

We didn't dare tell her that we were St. Croix to Kennedy to Boston vets.

She had a big heart. That was for sure. A big mother type.

I was never much for their music, the three of them. A little too folksy in the mannered way. Pop folk. And a little too self righteous. Making a lot of bucks but acting down home.

But she practiced what she sang. Kindness. Caring. Friendliness.

Goodbye Mary. Say hi to Puff.

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