Whilst my late mother, the great Kate McGarrigle, was bedridden in the hospital after a botched procedure pertaining to her terminal illness several years ago, she and her sister Anna were invited to sing at Pete’s 90th birthday celebration at Madison Square Garden. To my mom this was tantamount to receiving a command performance request from Queen Elizabeth of England, and I’m talking Elizabeth the first! There’s no way to really put into words how much Mr. Seeger meant to her and her generation, basically without him neither of my parents would have become musicians and therefore neither would my sisters nor myself be in music today. Needless to say, Kate worked tirelessly brushing up “Dink’s Song” (apparently Pete’s favorite work ever) from her hospital bed and miraculously was discharged two days before the show, got out of the cancer ward and literally jumped into the car with her sister and drove down to NYC from Montreal where she, Anna, my sister Martha, my cousins Lily and Sylvan, Chaim Tannenbaum, Bruce Cockburn and myself sang for Pete on that beautiful night. Not only did it give my mom a little more time (the initial burst gave her a few more sweet months earth), it was also a great honor for all of us to sing for the King. The King of Folk is dead, and sure, yes, Pete would have hated being called that, but he truly was.