Gosh! My uncle taught me how to play the spoons once when I was about eight. I'd forgotten all about that. He used real spoons from the kitchen drawer. But sometimes he's pull a pair of polished bones out of a leather case, and play along with my "da"'s harmonica, as they both sang the "old country" songs.

Lord, you could cut the nostalgia with a knife!

I'd forgotten all about the "bones"! I wonder if I can still do it? (I doubt it)

~ Jande