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Guitar history - Childhood

I've been working on a personal history of the guitars I've owned (update: see here for Part 1). As a prelude to that series, here are a couple of pictures from my childhood. When my parents say I spend too much money on guitars, they only have themselves to blame.

Toronto, 1975.

My dad's birthday, probably 1980 or 1981.

Although you wouldn't know it by these pictures, I stupidly rejected learning how to play guitar as a child and didn't become interested in the instrument until I was 15 or so. I remember taking a class when I was about 5 or 6 in Davis, becoming increasingly frustrated with having to learn "Hot Crossed Buns." If they would have showed me some Hendrix or Tony Rice right from the get-go, maybe I would have stuck with it (and by "showed" I don't mean teaching a 5-year old how to play "Voodoo Chile"...I mean showing that there was someplace it could go beyond dumb kid's songs). I took lessons briefly in high school and then for a semester in college from Roger Lasley, who was the registrar at Grinnell at the time. Having just started guitar lessons again last week, I'm regretting not being more serious about playing as a child/teen.