Bill, thanks so much for the pics..and the memory. Before I go off on my usual tongue in cheek rambling, I wanna say something serious. Never had brothers or sisters and I moved a LOT between the ages of 2 and 19, so I usually felt pretty isolated while growing up. (I suppose that had a lot to do with my folk music obsession) I look at that picture and it DOES feel like a family! Man, I'd be proud to be related to you folks. Sure would be a house full of music as well as the other good stuff.

Since Roger thinks Sandy was unwise to lend me his Larrivee considering that I've had 2237 guitars stolen, perhaps I'd better come clean. Sandy, I'm afraid when you open the case you'll find the transmission from a 56 Chevy in there. Some strange dude named Buford made me an offer I couldn't understand, took the guitar, pulled out the soundhole, and traded it to Roger for the lyrics to a sado-masochistic song.