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One Day,While wandering In North Hollywood,CA........

      There was a mom n pop thrift store in the early-mid 90's that had a banjo on a stand set up on the sidewalk in front of the store. It was in excellent playing condition and when I went to pay the $60 they were asking for it,the cashier insisted on changing out the 5th string tuner for me as the original no longer worked.
    I had an overloaded plate back then due to the fact my upbringing had me programmed to put everything and everyone else first....to the point of excluding me entirely. So that banjo stayed in it's case for some years while my plate slowly emptied by circumstances changing in my life. 
     It was my Dad who asked why I hadn't picked it up shortly after I moved in with him to re start my life. Thanks to him,
  I started learning from Wayne Erbsen books. Mandolin and fiddle followed. (He wasn't thrilled with my fiddling as he had taken classical violin as a youngster and thought my bowing left much to be desired)  
    I took up guitar at age 11 as I wanted to carry on the legacy of my guitar playing,cowgirl singing grandmother. I still play guitar,and right now am learning dobro. In addition I also play ukulele.