My friend Loreena Mc Kennett from long ago and far far away. She must have been in her mid-twenty’s when this image was taken. Both of us lived in the Beaches and met at the watering hole we both frequented. She hadn’t hit on exploring her Celtic roots yet and like several other singers friends she was living her dream. They’d invite me down when no one else was showing up because I loved my wine, I tipped well and I wouldn’t embarrass them. After a forty (40) absence I’d going to go down and meet her after her show.