Today would have been my dad’s 93rd birthday. Wow, is that
right? Yes, it is. Not really sure what I want to say that hasn’t been said here
before – I think about him every day and will always be grateful for the impact
he had on the person I’ve become. The crinkly pix here is from an article that ran in the
community newspaper in May 1982. Not sure how it came to be, but a reporter
visited and interviewed him about his guitar playing and making. Yes, my dad
built guitars, as a hobby for many years; and, yes, I have talked about that
fact several times here on the blog; but to me it’s impressive, so I can’t help
myself!
