He plays. Music tells his story. The strings sing to his years of passion and dedication. She bought him his first guitar over 50 years ago. She still sits in his audience. A proud mother.
She smiles as she adjusts his photograph on her wall. A proud mother. She remembers finding him asleep with the guitar on his chest. A gift bought on mother’s intuition that brought about a lifetime of music.
“He was too good to be true” she reminisces.