Remembering summer nights at the campfire, with all the aunts and uncles and cousins... My first guitar, and an amazingly high number of people who couldn't stay in tune no matter what. But they all loved to sing and we had some really great times. Occaisionally nearby campers with would come to find out what the noise was and stick around just because the fun was contagious... /after leading that group I never worried again about leadingthe tonedeaf... it's just supposed to be fun.