I spent a few days at The Farm in 1977. Great food, and babies everywhere. I miss those sweet bisquits they had. Met a guy from Japan, Sasko, or something like that. All he had was a pair of traditional wood sandals. We walked down to the meeting where Steven was performing a wedding that evening. His poor feet were bleeding by the time we got there. What was really funny is before he left Japan, the immigration officials made him cut off all his long hair because they thought he looked too much like a girl. We all had a good laugh at the before and after photos. Good times. Good times. x
