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"I think a poet is anybody who wouldn't call himself a poet." - Bob Dylan

It was January 1961. In the cold north of Minnesota, a young man of 19 years packed his bags and his guitar.  He was crossing 1,900 kilometers to New York City. His means of transportation was his thumb. He was hitchhiking--getting free rides from passing cars or trucks.

His goals were clear: perform music in New York City and meet his aging and ailing hero, the folk singer Woody Guthrie...