I chased DJ with the camera Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday evenings. By Wednesday, she was saying, "Leave me alone, Paparazo!"And yet, she paused long enough to strike this lovely pose. Immediately behind her, you see the guitar case for my nylon string guitar. It's the first guitar I bought with my own money, using wages earned at U-Totem the summer of 1976. The guitar was made in 1955, which makes it as old as I am. It's my baby, but the oldest guitar in the house is the one I inherited from Padre.
One day, I will tell you more.
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