We brought home my grandmother's old guitar in hopes that it could be re-strung and brought back to life. It couldn't. Sitting in a case for too many years had bent the neck and it was beyond repair. So, he got a new one for his birthday. Once a week he has attends a guitar class and every night you can hear him practicing in his room. He meets up with a couple of friends every Wednesday before youth group at church to practice. They will eventually get up their nerve to play for the entire group. However, for right now, they are content to play together in private.
His confidence is slowly building and he is really developing a talent. He seems to have fallen in love with the guitar.
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I would love to hear him play! I miss being in the Youth room. I know it won't be long before he is playing before the Youth Group.
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