The Halloween Eve flood wasn’t quite as biblical in magnitude as its Memorial Day predecessor, but for the many still in the early stages of rebuilding their lives and homes — and the friends and neighbors rallying to lend their support and salve — it landed like a sucker punch. And I mean, I had some incredible, great times. We would play at the Lone Star Cafe in New York City on Texas Independence Day with Delbert McClinton and Doug Sahm, and it was just crazy. But then later on there’s the whole part about having to accept spirituality again, so it all kind of ties together. There must have been a lot of those, because that story didn’t even make the book! But it was about six or eight months into that journey that you met Judy, right? And I remember we kept trying to say, “Why don’t you just release this?