I was about 10 and saw my father's brothers play guitar, one strumming and one fingering, acting like musical fools, and loved it. Then I found what looked like a guitar pick and said, "I'm on my way. Now all I need is a guitar. And to learn to play." And voila! 40 years later, I'm starting to learn.


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