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In Reply to: When I Was a Kid.... posted by Todd Krieger on October 30, 2004 at 15:45:36:
When I was about 9 or 10, I came home one day from Little League practice to find my uncle in the living room playing his guitar. I guess I was still wound up and I was tossing the baseball in the house. My uncle asked me to please not do that near his guitar, but, being the brat I was, I gave it one last toss just to spite him. Needless to say, the baseball bounced off my glove and hit his guitar squarely splitting the wood on the face.Sadly, the instrument was his beloved Martin Dreadnought that was made the last year that they used what was believed to be the best wood (from India?). I know his father paid well into five figures for it. It was subsequently sent back to Martin for "repairs" but you can still see the damage to this day, almost 30 years later. I still feel horrible everytime I see his guitar. A lesson learned...
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