My First Guitar

I remember my first guitar. It was Christmas day 1979. I was 10 years old and I had been begging my Mom & Dad for a guitar since I was 5. I woke up that morning early to go see what Santa Claus had brought me for Christmas that year. There were little packages scattered under the Christmas tree and a red wagon with an odd shaped big package. In my heart I hoped it was a guitar. My Dad passed out the presents starting with the small gifts and finally he got to the big present and handed it to me. I looked at the package and I remember the red gift paper. I waited about 3 seconds and ripped it open. There it was - my first guitar - a Honda II student body acoustic steel string guitar. It had a brown finish and even though it was completely out out of tune it sounded like heaven to me. My Mom still has that guitar stored away. The bridge has fallen off it and my dog chewed it up when it was stored in our garage but it's still around somewhere. I'll never forget the day I got my first guitar. It's like my second birthday!


James Murrell