Robin wrapped up his set and handed the stage over to Tomcat. Accompanied only by a bassist, Tomcat took command of the beer garden. The guitarist told stories in between songs, sharing some history of the Blues with his listeners. At one point, he had us all singing along. I was disappointed when his set ended. He's an engaging entertainer with a smile that melts even the frostiest heart. I'm afraid I'll end up following him around town like a lost puppy.

From the beer garden, my friend and I headed over to the park stage. It was time for Little Pink Anderson to play. Alvin "Little Pink" Anderson continues a family blues tradition. His father, Pink Anderson, was a Piedmont Blues legend who would take Little Pink along with him to medicine shows. There Little Pink would dance and sing with his father. He also learned to play guitar, a talent that has carried him through to this day.

Little Pink's rich voice and distinctive style of playing kept the crowd riveted. The audience had gathered around the bandstand. Without the benefit of shade or chairs, they sat rapt as the bluesman entertained them. Many would later stand in line just to hear him play again over at the beer garden tent.

It's rumored that LPA is looking to relocate. I put a good word in for San Diego and our very supportive Blues community. Hey, we can never have too many musicians calling this town home!

Last on my list of artists to see, David Honeyboy Edwards. One of the last living Delta Bluesmen and here he is, still touring!

What do you say to a 90-year old blues legend?

I said, "thank you."

As Honeyboy squeezed my hand, I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled.

Walking any great distance, he needs a little assistance. But, put a guitar in his hands and he's as spry as can be! His voice - while it was difficult to make out all the words on a few of the songs, it was full of heart.

All of us sat in the bright sun, not caring a bit about the heat, as Honeyboy held our attention. Song after song, he drew us into his world. When he was finished, folks lined up for the chance to shake his hand.