Less than an hour ago, I was sitting in . . .
. . . my barber's chair. His name happens to be Art, too. One of his pals, Buzz, was hanging out with him. As usual, Art starting talking about bands (he played in one) and music, and pretty soon we had a three-way conversation going with Buddy Guy, Muddy...
Oh, that's a photo lifted from the Web. I . . .
. . . gave a Martin as a wedding present to my cousin decades ago, but that's as close as I've been to having one. Art
Guitars and pool cues are the woodworker's . . .
. . . highest calling. Beautiful instruments that create works of beauty . . . ...
