I was playing Wild About My Loving in the key of E and pushing the few Memphis Jug Band and Gus Cannon tunes I knew. We played songs from the Greenbriar Boys and the Dillards, the Spoonful and even the Stones. There weren't many things to do in Austin in those days for poor, unconnected young people, and the jam sessions drew a pretty good crowd. The big event for this group was playing a short set at the Vulcan Gas Company, which I sadly missed. My nice Fender was taken away by my now ex-girlfriend; she'd fallen for the light show guy at the Vulcan.
In the summer of 1968 I moved back to Dallas to work. The lease was lost on the 22nd and Rio Grande house after a drug bust there sent Rubottom to prison, and the Saturday night jug band jams moved to Bonnie's Barbecue joint in east Austin. Bill Dorman, mysteriously not arrested during the bust despite his lucrative business partnership with Rubottom, became the dominant figure in the jug band and tried to bring in more country music oriented players, then gave it up to join a nostalgia group called Ramon and Ramon and the Daddyos.
After a year polishing silicone chips at Texas Instruments in Dallas I came back to Austin for the summer and played occasionally with the group at Bonnie's. Tom McEvoy had become withdrawn, and later that fall he killed himself. Bonnie's burned to the ground soon afterward. The jug band jams that started on 22nd Street were over.