-Contributed by Pete Bolenbaugh-
This was the first guitar that Grandpa ever gave to me. My brothers each have one that is very similar and we all got them at the same time. Theirs each have the year 1986 written inside them, so I’m going to assume that mine was made in 1986 too. I remember thinking that it was really cool that Grandpa was giving me a guitar that he had built himself. The thing that I don’t remember thinking was that it was at all out of the ordinary. I mean, every grandpa built guitars and gave them to thier grandchildren… right? Turns out, we were all very lucky to have the grandpa that we did. To this day, when I miss him I smell the sound hole of this guitar. Twenty-six years later, it still smells like his shop.