Two Riders Approaching

by The Two Riders

It was with great sadness but complete understanding that greeted the receipt of John's recent letter concerning his personal plans and the future of Freewheelin'. Indeed, it has not really sunken in properly. John explains his thinking very well and it is something which I (Mike) can absolutely identify with. My Dad died on Christmas Day, very unexpectedly, and it has left such a hole in my life. I have taken to thinking about the things I might have done, the time spent on this wonderful Dylan voyage and the time I could be spending in another lifetime where things do really matter and doom counts for nothing. Recognising everything which Freewheelers past and present have contributed to this great cause and particularly Chris Cooper, we must agree that John is/was the heart and soul keeping the show on the road. And he had the time to write all of those lengthy and fascinating pieces in the Missionary Times. For now, this is a short piece borne out of a certain shock. Later there will be more. But for now John take these words away with you which I think are wholly appropriate.

Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,
I might go insane if it couldn 't be sprung.
But it's not to stand naked under unknowin' eyes,
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
But the time ain 't tall,
Yet on time you depend and no word is possessed
By no special friend.
And though the line is cut,
It ain't quite the end,
I'll just bill farewell till we meet again.

Restless Farewell for now.

Mike and John