Ever notice how something bad ends up being something good? I had my stroke in April 95. As a result, my doctor forbid me from continuing to breed, break and show registered Quarter Horses. He suggested I take up something less demanding.

Took up guitar -- and mandolin -- and dobro. Remembering the words helps with my recovery, too.

Just watch your friend -- you'll be amazed at how changes in lifestyle, etc. will lead to a new and in some ways a better life!