It's hard to believe that more than 20 years have passed since my mom gave me a guitar for my birthday. She paid fifty dollars for it back then, and even got me started with a few lessons at a local music store.
I never spent enough time with my guitar to play in a band or anything like that - the most I've done is play for church youth groups throughout the years. But these days, strumming my guitar is one of the few activities that I have the luxury of enjoying once in a while. To ease back and take a break from my daily responsibilities, other than playing tennis and reading a good book, nothing beats going down to our basement and belting out a few songs. Read more