I was born one of a pair of twins during the Eisenhower presidency on the exact day that the Dow surpassed its peak level reached just before the Wall Street Crash of 1929.
My father was a leftist Jewish community organizer. My first concert was at age 2 in a simple ranch house in Denver, Colorado, where Pete Seeger sung to 15 families who had come together to support him during his blacklist years. He would sing and then the hat would be passed around, a bus ticket bought, and perhaps a new pair of jeans, and on he would go to the next oasis of enlightenment.
It was no surprise that after college I headed to Chicago to community organize in the Uptown neighborhood. Music has always spoken to me, and my group of friends in Chicago were drawn to the words of Bruce Springsteen. To us his songs were divinely influenced.