My Father I really never knew, he abandoned the family ship when I was but a very wee-lad. The only thing he ever taught me or cared to spend time on, was how to play three cords on a guitar: C, F and G/G7 ...Took awhile, but I learned them and a wee-bit more over my formative teen years and still.

I was reading short stories from @richq11 earlier about his early days, and it made me drift back, as music is good for the mind and the soul.

My first axe - 50's Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Guitar (wish I still had it - worth a golden penny)

What I learned to play on 1940 Martin D-45 (Old man Navy Guitar - he played C & W with E. Tubbs in the service when they were nervous - submarines)

My First Electric - Hagstrom F300 - still have till today - hangs on my office wall. Damn good guitar.

My Next - Les Paul Custom 1964 (mine was not as nice this picture - used baby, used but a fine axe)

Then had to SELL everything (LIFE) and the Marshall Twin Stack Super Lead 100... Anchors Aweigh

Then around 1996 A Taylor - A fine instrument (bought it the day after my younger brother died)

And then a most kick-ass axe a year later- Hamer (all one needs is one good electric and one good hollow body)

The last guitars (Les Paul's) were for my nephew and launched his ALT-Rock-Music career (the boy has skills and needed the proper tools) A Wilhelm Scream (he and his band fairly well known WW in the business now - love him to bits).

Band

So I guess the old man did some good after all (the SOB)...and so it goes...

SRV

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