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Greetings from Cottage Grove Oregon!  I should have posted this intro before I posted a question, but I good at doing things backwards...

I'm just an old, short, fat, bald guy trying to get along.  But you know what?  Life is full of surprises.  Who knew that after reaching my late fifties  that I would finally find the work I would like to have spent my entire life doing.  I guess it's not unprecedented though.  I read somewhere that James A. Michener, the writer, found a similar surprise in his life.  Evidently, he didn't realize he was a writer until he reached his fifties.   Well, I'm certainly not a writer, as this tiny effort clearly testifies, but I did find a love for and certain skill in the building of guitars.   It's a matter of wonder and great pleasure for me to build a guitar, and then be able to play it, and then, even a step further, write a song and play that.  And further yet, other people even like the way the guitars look, sound, and feel.  Amazing in the extreme... How I wish I had realized this propensity thirty, or even forty years ago.  How might my life be different  had I taken this road before... had I learned to be Luthier way back then instead of spending my life at seemingly frivilous work as I had until those few years ago.  A question for the ages, I guess.

TS Paxton