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It was fun watching Fanny’s popularity grow. Being in L.A., we didn’t know how the rest of the country was reacting to the first album, but when they started playing the Whiskey, we’d sit up in the balcony by the dressing rooms. It was a good view and easy to hang out after the show with the band or catch a ride back up to the house. Sometimes you would want to wait until the likes of Barbara Streisand and Ryan O’Neal were done paying their respects. Hollywood had figured out that this group was doing something and that was a pretty good hint that they were taking off.
I left L.A. and exchanged letters and photos with June for a while. She sent pictures fans had taken on their European tour and of her and Tret Fure playing on the campus in Berkeley. Thirty years later I called June and these reminiscences are the result.