The Story
In the fall of 2005, I purchased a Taylor guitar, with the notion that I might reconnect with a part of me, from which I had become so far removed, that I wasn’t even sure it ever existed. Yet, I had some vague recollection of a time, much closer to the beginning, when music and the expression of singer-songwriters through music, effortlessly and naturally appealed to me, as did nothing else. So, more with hope than conviction, I
started to dabble...
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