Earliest memory of #StompinTom was early ’70s. I was 8 or 9. Lloydminster (SK side) on a Sat afternoon. Tall fellow, black Stetson, black leather vest, black cowboy boots. I recognized him as the guy my folks took me to see playing this great music at the local arena the night before.
I say “Hi”. He says “Hi” and we chat for a while.
A few weeks later a package arrives in the mail. It contained all the LPs that Tom had released to that point (I checked his catalog much later).
Nice touch, connecting to young fans. Years later when he declined his Juno award as a shot at the Cdn music establishment of the day, that just confirmed his heart was squarely with the people’s music.
He will be missed. I doubt we will see his kind again.