BrotherUke
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I volunteer at at local museum every year to help out with their antique and classic boat show. That was yesterday. I usually hang out at the front gate and ask people if they'd like to make a voluntary donation to the museum since the show is free to the public.
The museum's director used to be a professional rock musician so we started to talk about guitars etc. I told him about my ukulele addiction and he tells me "oh I have three ukes". Then two people standing nearby say quietly to each other "they're talking about ukuleles". Then another says oh my grandfather and father used to play..... on and on it went. All these people came from nowhere (or maybe from "underground") and started to share there ukulele stories. It was just so amazing. The best part of all was that these usually stoic and serious New Englanders just got happy when they were telling these stories. Very cool!
The museum's director used to be a professional rock musician so we started to talk about guitars etc. I told him about my ukulele addiction and he tells me "oh I have three ukes". Then two people standing nearby say quietly to each other "they're talking about ukuleles". Then another says oh my grandfather and father used to play..... on and on it went. All these people came from nowhere (or maybe from "underground") and started to share there ukulele stories. It was just so amazing. The best part of all was that these usually stoic and serious New Englanders just got happy when they were telling these stories. Very cool!
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