I took up the guitar because of two things that happened to me on the same day. Coincidence? Maybe.

The first was because I had recently learned to knit. I showed one of my friends the mittens I had made, and he wanted me to teach him to knit. At that time we were very big on the "barter economy", so I said, "Then you have to teach me something. What do you know how to do?" He could play guitar, so we agreed to get together sometime and trade a knitting lesson for a guitar lesson.

Then my roommate's boyfriend got himself a new guitar and lent us his old one to keep around the house; he brought it over the same day I was going to have this lesson exchange with my friend.

My friend taught me the chords to Blowing in the Wind and Times They Are A-Changing. So all at once, and without any particular desire on my part, I suddenly had a guitar at my disposal and the info to play songs on it. And I never knit again.

Marion

Knitting... what was I thinking...