metalmike222
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My dad was a lifelong guitar player. When he was a very young man, he found himself becoming a father and didn't know what to do, or how to support a family at his age. He had been taking music and guitar lessons since he was a child, so he stuck with what he knew. He gave guitar lessons, and he started playing in bars and clubs at night. Not only was he able to support his new family AND finish high school, he went on to go to college and eventually earned his PhD in psychology. All of this was paid for, at least in some part, by his skills on guitar.
We lost my dad in July, and being a guitar player myself since my early teens, he always wanted me to have his guitars once his time was up. This week, my mom was finally ready to let them go and I brought them to their new home. One is a simple 2006 American Standard Strat that she and I conspired to get him for Christmas that year. He loved Buddy Holly and always wanted a Strat, but was far to frugal and practical to ever buy one for himself when he didn't NEED one to support his family. He didn't NEED one, because he had this:
My dad's beloved Gibson L5 Custom. He's the original owner, and it was ordered from the factory with Grover tuners and chrome/nickle hardware because he hated gold hardware. I'm not 100% on the year of this guitar. He always told me that he thought it was a 65, but it had been so long that his memory was fuzzy on it. It's player grade, but it's an absolutely gorgeous guitar with only minor nicks and no finish checking at all. I have years worth of memories of watching my dad play this guitar on holidays with the family. Now it's my turn to hang on to it and keep it safe for a while.
We lost my dad in July, and being a guitar player myself since my early teens, he always wanted me to have his guitars once his time was up. This week, my mom was finally ready to let them go and I brought them to their new home. One is a simple 2006 American Standard Strat that she and I conspired to get him for Christmas that year. He loved Buddy Holly and always wanted a Strat, but was far to frugal and practical to ever buy one for himself when he didn't NEED one to support his family. He didn't NEED one, because he had this:
My dad's beloved Gibson L5 Custom. He's the original owner, and it was ordered from the factory with Grover tuners and chrome/nickle hardware because he hated gold hardware. I'm not 100% on the year of this guitar. He always told me that he thought it was a 65, but it had been so long that his memory was fuzzy on it. It's player grade, but it's an absolutely gorgeous guitar with only minor nicks and no finish checking at all. I have years worth of memories of watching my dad play this guitar on holidays with the family. Now it's my turn to hang on to it and keep it safe for a while.