Lucy Gratwick, Marlboro family

During the late 1950s, a friend of my parents stopped for the night each summer on his long drive from Toronto to Vermont. He told us stories about Marlboro, a magical place unlike any other for musicians and music lovers. It wasn’t until 1965 when my mother and I finally made the trip to spend a week at Marlboro… I have been here ever since. Marlboro is my home physically, musically, and spiritually.