I have grown up in Bloomington IN, and have seen Mr. Mellencamp a few times around town, I ate with him at Schlotzkey's deli once, even though he didn't know it, and he passed by my house once either on his way to lake Lemon or maybe Brown County when I was getting the mail. He has nodded me at one time on Kirkwood Ave. when I was blaring Motley Crue or some crap from my sad little Mercury. What touched me most was that my father, who is 79 years old saw Mr. Mellencamp at the heart specialist's doctor, and he knew who he was. My dad is deaf in one ear and has no appreciation for music whatsoever, but he still knew. Is that a legacy or what?