Learning to build guitars

I’m traveling at the moment, and what with being jet-lagged, forgetful and exhausted this column is going to be very short today. But at least it’s happening. To be honest, if it wasn’t for the time difference nothing would be here from me, but as I...

Leaving a mark

I saw the notice of John Rapp’s death in my inbox today. John Hettinger had shared the sad news that he’d seen in the Placerville paper. I didn’t know John Rapp well, but he had left his mark. I remember him slipping swing chords into the bluegrass and playing songs...

Leaving a mark

I saw the notice of John Rapp’s death in my inbox today. John Hettinger had shared the sad news that he’d seen in the Placerville paper. I didn’t know John Rapp well, but he had left his mark. I remember him slipping swing chords into the bluegrass and playing songs...

Leaving a mark addendum

My last column was about leaving a mark on the people you meet in this old world and what kind of mark that was. I received many wonderful responses to that on the message board and also in my personal email. I wanted to share a very odd incident that is related to...