Imagine the scene...I am 21 years old, and I am cycling across America on my own. I discover that one of my favourite musicians (James Taylor) will be performing in Indianapolis a few days' ride from where I was (Reno, Nevada).
I set off in the direction of the concert, and arrived at the city two days before the concert was scheduled for. I asked the waitress of a local pizza bar about where I could purchase a ticket to see JT.
At the adjoining table sat a family who overheard my English accent, and they invited me use their phone at their home to make further enquiries about the concert.
They became my life-long friends - Jackie and Larry Dellinger, along with their two children Amanda and Kevin.
Years later they sent me a wood-carving for Christmas, and that is now hanging proudly inside the cabin.
After 33 years, I am hoping to visit them again later this year. My fingers are crossed.
Tune in next time folks for another story of my Special Things aboard my Boat For My Potplants.