As usual, Joyce beats her mom to the cultural punch.
She just got word that Bob Dylan, the ex-Wilbury I missed in Williamstown, will be playing in State College, the town in the middle of nowhere in which Joyce has just settled in for an extended grad-school stint in acoustics engineering.
She’s getting herself a ticket.
But Bob, did you know that my brilliant and talented daughter, now at Penn State, has had four years’ experience in setting up for famous bands, as a member of the Cornell Concert Commission? Don’t you need an acoustics ace for that soundcheck?