I sure wish I had me a notion sack full of mad money lol. I have a notion to roam just don't have the notion sack that would support it lol.

I knew one old man that would flash his secret money stash to all the guys and hide it when is wife came around. One day this other old man got tired of him flashing it and smacked his hand and the money went everywhere. His wife was coming in when it all happened so he freaked out. he had been telling her he was dead broke but wasn't. Another part that was funny was when the money went flying the big wad of cash wasn't all cash. It was about 4 $100 dollar bills then wrapped around a bunch of ones. Then the ones was wrapped around newspaper that had been cut to the size of bills. It was funny. He still had cash but not near as much as he had been claiming. He played an old Martin D45 pre-war if I remember. It may have been a D18 can't really recall I am not good with models. When he passed on his son (that none of us knew about) got the guitar and sold it to George Gruhn in Nashville Tennessee. I remember I played a gig in Arkansas one time and that old man came and slept in his car. After about 3 days he smelled so bad a friend of mine made him go into his room and shower. He was probably 85 at the time and originally came from Harlan in eastern Kentucky. He played fiddle as well. He taught me the song nine pound hammer one time yrs ago in Mortons Gap Ky. He found out I would hang out on the street corner in Mortons Gap (pop 700 at best) and pick gutiar all night every night. So he started coming up because all the guys told him I liked to play the older stuff. We spent many hours sitting by the Coal Miner Memorial statue there in Mortons Gap picking old songs that will probably never be played again. I really miss him. In his mind I would still be a kid (I am in my 30's) and I know he would still be showing me the old stuff like I didn't know how to hit a lick. I don't mean to ramble this thread just brought up some great memories I haven't thought of in a while. Those memories and the knowledge I gained from hanging with guys like him is the reason I play music. it is the reason I chose folk music. To me they are what it is about. Sorry for the lengthy ramble. I think my cousin Eddie Pennington recorded him before he passed away. I am going to have to find out for sure. If he did I am going to get it. If anyone wants a copy of a real deal Appalachian folk artist it was him and I would be happy to send an mp3 to anyone that wants it if I can get it.
cya
JT