I can vividly remember the first time I heard a banjo. The year was 1941, I was eight years old and we were on a family vacation (I remember the year because the war broke out during our trip). Our first stop was at Renfro Valley, Ky. where we attended the famous Renfro Valley Barn Dance. I was elated by the sound of the music and especially the ringing sound of the 5 string banjo's. I knew at the time that one day I would have such a wonderful instrument. It turned out to be 22 years later and I am still thrilled by the sound of the banjo.

After a few years of frustration trying to keep the Kay in tune I finally ended up with a Vega 5 string (extra long neck) and a Vega tenor. I enjoy all styles of banjo picking but especially like the clawhammer sound.

I've spent many hours listening to your wonderful picking Art and even the jokes aren't all that bad. "lock moth nesters" hee, hee.

Cap't Bob