Far too many years ago, I brought my guitar to my 15th highschool reunion. Some friends I used to sing with were there. We took up where we left off and sang the old songs until the wee hours of the morning. I packed up my guitar afterwards and, for reasons I still don't really understand, didn't touch it again until the next reunion five years later. Once again, we sat up all night playing and singing. I never missed a chord! I was amazed. In fact, it seemed as if I played better than before! It was enough to make me want to start playing regularly again. I have hardly put it down since then.