I was having a very stressful time in my life and (of course) I called my sister Gerri to seek her advice and comfort. She said " pick me up and we will go for a ride and talk about it" As we were driving along we spotted a young hitchhiker beside the road. "Why don't we stop and give him a ride, he is carrying a guitar" she said. I pulled over and she rolled down the window and asked him if he could play any John Denver songs." My specialty" he said. So down the road we drove. The three of us singing all of the John Denver songs we could remember. Turned out he was a student teacher at Western in Bellingham and quite harmless. Later when we talked and laughed about it, we decided it was really kind of a crazy and risky thing to do but it worked to cheer me up. We always wondered what kind of a story he told others about the lift he got  from the two middle aged sisters.