Bob Dylan has written so many memorable songs, yet to B.S. with him, you wonder where that creativity originates. Dylan and I shared a mutual friend, Larry Kegan, since deceased. Larry and Dylan were boyhood friends. Larry had a diving accident in his teens and was confined to a wheelchair. I did several narrations and some writing for Larry and we became friends. He invited me over to his house when Dylan was there. Larry required a 24/7 personal attendant. Apart from not being able to use his legs, Larry had minimal use of his arms. On the day I visited, Dylan was covering for Larry's attendant, who had been given the day off. Dylan helped Larry eat, use the bathroom, cleaning him up, etc. I thought...what great friends! Dylan was very humble and helpful.
Larry also considered himself an entertainer. He sang a bit and did some comedy, which I frequently helped write.
As things would evolve, my father's widow (not my mother, who had died in 1954) moved into a modest apartment in St. Paul in her late 60s. Her neighbor, in the late 1980s, down the hall, was Dylan's mother. She'd recently lost her second husband. The two women would frequently watch TV together and play cards. My dad's wife had no idea that Beatty's son was famous.
My older brother taught elementary school for 40 years in the Buffalo, MN school district. He had each of Dylan's brother, Dave Zimmerman's kids in his classes. Zimmerman spent several years on the Buffalo school board.