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26 April 2012

The Banjo

Last year, on our anniversary weekend, which also happens to be Memorial weekend, we went camping with a group of our friends.  It was a blast.  One of the nights, there was a bluegrass concert at the nature center.  We all went down there, grabbed a seat and enjoyed some old men playing their instruments.  This was the night when Evan first told me one of his life's ambitions was to be able to play the banjo "like a boss." I told him if that's what he wanted to do then he should do it.  And after that weekend we didn't really talk about it much.

Recently, we went camping with our friends here in Arkansas.  One of the locals to the area, who is also familiar with the area we went camping, told us about this little town where on friday and saturday nights people just sit on their porches and have jam sessions.  Once again, Evan talked about his dream to play the banjo.  This is when Mr. Grassroot Elegance said, "I have a banjo, would you like to borrow it?"  Partly joking (I think).  Four weeks later the banjo has made its way into our house.  Two nights ago he took it to a music store, had a string replaced, had it tuned, bought a strap some picks and a book, and even found himself a tutor.  He brought that banjo home and strummed at it for about 30 minutes.

He looks at it longingly every day when he comes home now- Finals are next week so he should have more time soon.  We are on our start to our very own bluegrass band!

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