Thebenn
Active member
I was at my parents a few weeks ago and they started telling me about a banjo that my grandpa owned. My mom said she brought it home with her after her dad died and it has set in her closet for the last 18 years. I asked if I could see it and she brought out a small box full of towels. As I started removing the towels I asked if the neck had snapped off since a banjo would not be able to fit in a box that size. "No", was her reply, "it is just a little banjo." I still had no clue that I was about to find a treasure.
As I removed all of the towels and removed the instrument I was in complete shock. My parents and my wife just starred at me for a few moments and then asked if everything was alright. That brought me out of my shell shock. I started jumping around shouting all kinds of happy nonsense and then broke into a dance that I am sure I would never want anyone seeing ever again. Sitting at the bottom of the box was a vintage Banjo uke!
I asked my mom if I could take it home with me and she said sure it has just been sitting here for almost two decades.
It is now in my possession and it is in really good shape. I will need to replace some parts on it, like the friction tuners and the drum head. I have contacted a shop in Montana that does repairs and restoration on vintage instruments and the owner loves banjo ukes and is excited to have me bring it in. I am checking around to find the right parts, but once I have everything I need I am going to drive it up to MT and have the shop start working on it.
Sorry so long, but I thought it was too nice of a story not to share.
I will add some pics once I take a few.
As I removed all of the towels and removed the instrument I was in complete shock. My parents and my wife just starred at me for a few moments and then asked if everything was alright. That brought me out of my shell shock. I started jumping around shouting all kinds of happy nonsense and then broke into a dance that I am sure I would never want anyone seeing ever again. Sitting at the bottom of the box was a vintage Banjo uke!
I asked my mom if I could take it home with me and she said sure it has just been sitting here for almost two decades.
It is now in my possession and it is in really good shape. I will need to replace some parts on it, like the friction tuners and the drum head. I have contacted a shop in Montana that does repairs and restoration on vintage instruments and the owner loves banjo ukes and is excited to have me bring it in. I am checking around to find the right parts, but once I have everything I need I am going to drive it up to MT and have the shop start working on it.
Sorry so long, but I thought it was too nice of a story not to share.
I will add some pics once I take a few.