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The guitar at the farm where the women are staying is a sister instrument to my dad’s guitar, which I now have. Funny how things like that hit you…how I hope a little bit of him is here with me. I wonder if he ever thought that his son would be co-leading a class in South Africa. I imagine not, but I also would like to think that he would not be surprised that I am doing so.

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