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Fame & Fortune: Jesse Winchester
American music's most identifiable draft-dodger
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| To tell you the truth, I think I learned more
German doing that than I would have in the school, because I saw all the other
American students there and they were all hanging out together, talking English
to each other all the time, whereas I was out there speaking working-class German.
I didn't learn what I was supposed to be learning but it was OK. We played the
Top Hat club in Hamburg, Germany, where the Beatles played. They were long gone
but it was still happening. I really felt like a Bohemian.
Bankrate: Of course, like so many
those days, you received your draft notice along with your college diploma. Did
you speak with anyone in your family about your decision to move to Canada? Winchester:
I spoke to my mother about it, but she's the only one I talked to. My father was
dead by this time. I had an older doctor friend, sort of a mentor, and I talked
to him, too. He didn't really commit himself one way or the other; he just said,
"Do what you think is right." Thanks a lot, doc, you know? Those were
the only people I talked to. I pretty much knew what everybody's reaction was
going to be, from person to person. I knew what they were going to say. Bankrate:
Did your decision burn bridges within your family? Winchester:
Yes, in the sense that some of them died before I had a chance to reconcile with
them, which hurts a lot. Especially my grandfather. My grandfather was the kind
of person they just don't make anymore. He was a very leonine man. He could quote
poetry at the dinner table. He was just a beautiful, beautiful man, but extremely
conservative; my country, right or wrong was his point of view. I can certainly
understand that. And he died before I had a chance to make up with him. I'm not
sure it would have ever happened, but I would have loved to have had the chance. Bankrate:
That decision put you on many people's radar, for good or ill.
Winchester: That is, unfortunately,
probably true. I wish I could wave a wand and make that go away,
but there it is. We make our bed and we lie in it.
Bankrate:
Did you have a living situation of any kind waiting for you in Canada?
Winchester No, I had nothing. I had
$300 and an electric guitar. I had enough to buy an airplane ticket,
and I flew from Memphis, Tenn., to Montreal.
Bankrate:
How did you land on your feet? Winchester: I had
already done the thing in Munich, Germany, I had made my own way there and supported
myself and all that, learned another language. I guess that gave me the confidence
or the foolhardiness to think that I could do it again. And it turned out that
I could. To tell you the truth, it was more fun than anything else. |