We have a fellow in the audience here tonight who all of us are proud of,especially old Scotty here.And we'd like to dedicate that last song to Pop Stoneman,who not only responsible for this thing, I don't know whether that's good or bad,but he's down here tonight to see the show, and we know he likes some old songs like that.And he's done a whole lot for this end of the music world,and we'd like to dedicate that to him, Pop Stoneman.You know the reason for Dad having so many children, don't you?No, I don't.Well, actually, he didn't. My mother did.You know, we got a deaf mother, and Dad used to come home at night and say,Well, Hattie, you want to go to sleep or what?And she'd say, What?It got so bad that Dad was afraid to say what's new.Of course, out of all of them, the baby one, he's the one that tickles me.My mother got him on a busload of people one time, and he stood up and screamed real loud,Mother, I've got to go to the bathroom.Boy, it embarrassed my poor mother to tears.She got him off that bus, and she said, Now, you listen, Van.The next time you have to go to the bathroom, you just say, Mother, I want to whisper,and I'll know what you mean.They didn't say anything to me about it, and the next night, I was babysitting,laying on the couch reading.He come over to me and said, Scott, I want to whisper.I said, All right, honey, whisper right there in old Scott's ear.It's a good thing you didn't want to carry on the conversation, I'll tell you that.Here's an old-time fiddle tune we'd like to do for you right now,one entitled Lee Highway Blues.We'd like to start off here with an old fellow pulling into the highwaywith a big load of logs on his old Ford truck.As he tries to get started, he makes a little grinding or shifting gears.It sounds something like this.