Howdy, all. I just finished reading all of your comments about Merritt. He died 6 months ago today, and this is the first time I have read your comments. We were married a year and four months before he died, and his voice, his presence, comes to me often. He left his Washburn guitar to his son, Ted. Ted is now in NYC and I have been keeping the guitar. I had it set up for acustic with silk/steel strings, and have been playing it every day. I am singing songs he and I sang together, "Columbus Stockade Blues, All the Baby Chickens", and some that I sing alone. I can't tell you how wonderful it is to be holding his guitar and playing. He encouraged me to sing, and I am feeling so close to him as I do. I'm only sorry I didn't know him longer, we met in 2001 and he passed in 2004. When I think of him, "How Can I Keep From Singing?" Kit