29 years ago today, singer/songwriter Rodney Crowell did an hour-long autograph session at a K-Mart store in Waterloo, Ont. I was a huge fan. I had already met Rodney in Toronto and interviewed him a year earlier. By the time of that night in Waterloo, he had just come off an amazing run of five #1 country hits as a recording artist. As a songwriter, his works would go on to be covered by such artists as Bob Seger, The Oak Ridge Boys, Blue Rodeo, George Strait and Tim McGraw, just to name a few. I was there for that autograph session and at the dinner we had after. It was remarkable. He was married to Rosanne Cash at the time and he told the story of how she had been at a Sotheby’s auction and had bought the suit John Lennon wore in the opening scene of the movie “A Hard Day’s Night” as a gift for him. “Does it fit?” I asked. “Like a glove,” he replied. I mentioned I was a huge fan of The Beatles and had a VHS video tape of some rare music videos they had made. He asked me if I would send him a copy and he gave me his home address. I sent him a copy of the video and later learned he had watched it with Vince Gill. We talked about Lennon’s tragic death and my boss then pointed at me and said, “Don’t get him started on JFK.” Rodney looked at me and asked, “Really?” I didn’t want to bore him with details, but he really piqued my interest when he said, “Bill, my road manager over there (he pointed to the guy at the end of the table) used to be a Secret Service agent and investigated all that.” I turned to Bill and he told the story of how he had been sent from Washington to Dallas and participated in interviews of Marina Oswald, the accused assassin’s widow, and Jack Ruby, the man who shot Lee Harvey Oswald on live TV two days after the assassination. Bill said he believed Oswald and Ruby were lone nuts and there was no conspiracy. Respecting his belief, I chose not to argue with him. But when I got home that night, I checked my JFK files. Sure enough, I found a 79-page report Bill had written. Fast forward to 2005. Bill was Bill Carter and his autobiography was published, a book called “Get Carter: Backstage in History from JFK’s Assassination to the Rolling Stones.” I think back to that night, 29 years ago and as I said, it was remarkable.