Yeah - even - lots of long years where you practically didn't know where you're going to live, how you're going to live, how you're going to feed your family. That's the thing - I used to try to - to survive, I'd go to the farmer's market Saturday at closing time, because they didn't stay open on Sunday. They threw away what they hadn't sold Saturday. They got to know me, and they'd give me stuff almost for nothing. I'd fill the back of the trunk of my car. There were a lot of us living on 18th Street [ ] Castro District: Bill Smith and his kids, Dick Collins, and our friends Alice and Basil Johns. We all lived within a block or two of each other. I'd bring them produce. Then I'd go to the dented-can store. They also had canned goods that had been through a fire. I remember buying up a case of baby food that had been in a fire and thinking, boy, this will be great. My kids wouldn't eat it. When kids turn down something, and just push their hands away from the spoon, you aren't going to get them to eat. I had to eat all that baby food. It was terrible. But one way or another - Iola cooked a lot of beans. Sometimes we'd feed other musicians that were hungry. My wife's nickname is Oley. Her name is Iola - Oley. She became famous with the nickname for the food, "Oley's frijoles. "