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TidBits About Donna #6 Sweet 16 Guitar

For my sweet sixteenth birthday, I got my first guitar. Of all the instruments I have played this is the one I love. I wanted so badly to make that piece of wood make music. It didn’t cooperate much. Many years later I bought a new guitar. Okay, this one will work, I thought. It came from Starkville, Mississippi. My brother-in-law, Rob, who is an amazing guitar player, took me to the music store to help me pick it out. It’s beautiful!

Rob promised me that the guitar was quality and would make amazing music. He strummed it. Beautiful. He picked the chords. Beautiful! He played Fire on the Mountain, my favorite song. Beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful! I was ecstatic.   Finally, I would have a guitar that would make beautiful music.

I paid for it. I tucked it into the back of his pickup and we headed home. I couldn’t wait to play it. I pulled it from its case and began to strum. Not bad. I played chords. Not bad. I even tried some old Peter, Paul, and Mary songs that I still remembered. Not bad at all.

Rob made sure the guitar was tuned before I packed it into its case. Then I hugged Rob and my sister,  San, goodbye and hopped on the plane heading home. I couldn’t wait to show off my new talent to David. I played some of my favorite songs and he said, “Not bad.”

Then I put the guitar away and when I pulled the guitar out the following week, it made the most god-awful sound. What happened to my beautiful guitar? It squeaked. It squealed. It groaned and whined. My guitar was out of tune. AND … I didn’t know how to tune it.


January 11, 2010 - Posted by | Anything Writing


  1. What fun stories you have to tell. If you come back to Mississippi, I’m sure Rob would be happy to tune it for you again, and we can all play Fire on the Mountain!

    Comment by Sanner | January 12, 2010 | Reply

  2. There’s fire on the mountain and lightning in the air … in Mississippi. I’ll be back some day and we will make more music.

    Comment by donnaodonnellfigurski | January 13, 2010 | Reply

  3. Hey – I know that guitar, right? It was fun to play on it. And there are tuning machines, you should get one.

    Comment by Betty | January 15, 2010 | Reply

    • Actually, Betty, I bought an automatic tuner about two years ago, though I haven’t found the time to use it. It’s sitting right here on my desk making me feel guilty. I think the guitar needs you to come back to play it. You made it sound beautiful.

      Comment by donnaodonnellfigurski | January 15, 2010 | Reply

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