I met Joe at the Pipeline playing for Shyanne, hung out with him for several months but could never quite win his heart. He took me to the Space Needle for my birthday in his new Audi, let me sleep in his room while he sewed clothes for his gigs, and treated me like a queen. I was married to another rock musician then, but was crazy for Joe. I remember the pix of his parents in his room, and those big brown eyes. What a fantastic impeccable person.
A lost romance
Janet Dowling Nov 05, 2008