I told my wife that I wanted her to take a picture of me like this in case anything were to…um…happen to me….I want to be cremated, and my ashes spread at the cottage, like all good cottagers.
But I also wanted people to remember me as a musician, a guy that could pick up a guitar at a campfire and entertain everyone for hours on end, picking and grinning…singing all their favorite songs.
You know what I am talking about. The kind of guy that always brings his guitar to the party and everyone is glad he did. He starts playing and everyone sings along, and there is no end to the songs he can play and sing, making the cottage campfire a wonderful occasion for all ages.
So I got my acoustic guitar that my darling daughter gave me, and my cowboy hat and my rubber boots…which have nothing to do with the singing, but it’s the camp OK….and set to work, pickin’ and a grinnin’
I got the grinning down pat….shame I can’t play one single song on the guitar. Someday I need to take some lessons….
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