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| There was a bass leaning in the corner (belonging
to the hired band), and I hadn't played a real bass in 6 months (just
that electric standup I brought to Antarctica - and that made me really
yearn for a regular standup).... So, I grabbed it, Dad grabbed his fiddle,
and cousin Pete grabbed his guitar, and we played a few tunes. It was
a great way to say hello to Dad again. Return to Zondra.org zzzondee@hotmail.com |
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