So I drove out to see a luthier about an hour away out on Long Island about a repair on the finish of my new Gibson Junior (something reacted with the nitro-sweat/chemical?) , and a proper setup. Anyway, my older cousin lives out that way so I figured I’d go see him to say hello, and catch up. I told him I dropped a guitar off and was in the area, which brought up the subject of guitars. You see, he gave me a Strat that he wasn’t using, way back in 1981 when I was 11 years old. Long story short, about 3 weeks later he decided to start a band lol, and asked for the guitar back. That was the extent of my guitar playing until well into middle age. ( one always wonders what might have been had he not taken that guitar back) Anyway, we were kids, I got pissed that he took the Strat back and took up drums for a while instead. So tonight after a cigar and a few laughs about that, he went to the garage came back and said, “well it’s not the old Strat, it’s actually a far cry from it. I don’t have any guitars, as I don’t play anymore, but I have this cheap Bass I bought to screw around with that I don’t use. Please take it”. And so, we’ve come full circle 39 years later... albeit with a Sterling Musicman Stingray Bass.