My mention of "Nettie Moore" in my comments about the Brooklyn Prospect Park show shot a spark across the Atlantic to "Paul in London," who, like me, feels something very deep going on inside when he hears "Nettie Moore." Stranger to stranger, yet Paul does not feel strange to me. I've been waiting to meet him, or at least read his words. I do not know anyone else as eager to share what we have not yet found words for.

I wrote Paul that although I have heard "Nettie Moore" many times live and recorded, I just this week, after hearing Bob Dylan sing it in Brooklyn, have felt the urge to write down notes of my feelings about the song. I do not know why I suddenly need to do this.

I wrote Paul that I need time to make sense of my feelings at least enough to put them into words worth reading for Paul, and that I would respond to Paul through my Blog until this website develops enough for us all to form more private groups.

I will be away from my computer for a week, and that can be a good thing. I am bringing "Nettie Moore" with me. I will be listening. I will be visiting my father, also named Paul, who sits in a chemical straightjacket in a nursing home he does not belong in.

Right now, my father is the toughest he has ever been, and he's one tough guy to begin with. By example, he taught me how to fight, with my mind, my words. He taught me that real power is not taken or assigned, it is earned. I am fighting for him the way he would fight for me if I were in his place.

I will be enjoying my 86-year-old mother and how strong and vibrant she still is. And after she's gone to bed, I'll continue to write, with a pen, my thoughts and feelings about "Nettie Moore."

There is a reason why I need this song, why I need to feel what it makes me feel. I intend to try and figure it out. I make this promise to Paul in London, and to myself. There is a reason why Paul in London needs to find out why I am so moved by this song: because Paul in London needs to find out why he is so moved by it. My next Blog will be for Paul in London, and anyone else who feels the same.