I bought guitar strings on Queen Street West in Toronto at Steve’s. The clerk asked me if I had shopped there before as they were continuing to create their database. I said I didn’t live in Toronto but the only guitar I still play was one that my dad bought for me there 31 years ago after he’d had a few drinks at George’s with his pals.
It was for my 20th birthday and his friend said, ya gotta buy a Martin. That’s what Gord plays. My dad didn’t know anything about guitars but he loved Gordon Lightfoot. He couldn’t believe the price but he did it anyway. A couple of Rusty Nails and the Christmas spirit can do that to you.
The clerk laughed and said their database only went back seven years. But no nod to the fact that I was playing the same guitar for thirty years. Best material gift I’ve ever received. Played it for two hours tonight.