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Beautiful post, Mia. At least you can write well.....

posted by Wildwoman_Laloba on October 14, 2004 at 10:03 AM | link to this | reply

MiaElla,

Lucy had a soul, and thus will live forever.

Beautiful picture. Is that you? Love those dimples, and a face like an angel. If I were a man I would fall in love with you instantly.

Never give up what makes you feel happy and at peace. I hope you find another Lucy someday soon.

iSiSeyeS

posted by myrrhage_ on October 9, 2004 at 10:51 AM | link to this | reply

what lovely description

our own Be Be King here... damn, you're so good. tg

posted by tbgroucho on October 6, 2004 at 7:38 PM | link to this | reply

That was wonderful!

I am sorry your Lucy's life ended in the gutter.

posted by Flumpystalls3000 on October 6, 2004 at 12:15 PM | link to this | reply

A new guitar will play

for you any day.

Benjmin from AnnAndBenjamin.

posted by A-and-B on October 6, 2004 at 6:39 AM | link to this | reply

But of course

If a guitar were an animal, it would be your favorite dog.

posted by strat on October 6, 2004 at 6:34 AM | link to this | reply

Thank you strat.

I'm thinking about going out and buying a Lucy #2....won't be the same but you got to keep moving foward, right?

posted by MiaElla on October 6, 2004 at 6:15 AM | link to this | reply

Oh, yeah

And after all that rambling, I just wanted to say, thanks for this post. Tugged the right heartstrings for me, anyway. Very well written.

posted by strat on October 6, 2004 at 5:54 AM | link to this | reply

Ah, our guitars...

I've had a number of them over the years. My very favorite is an ancient Gibson classical my uncle gave me before he died. Poor guy -- he was having memory problems, and it took him about a half hour to make this presentation to me. He would start talking, then his train of thought would pretty much derail, then I'd re-introduce myself to him, then we finally got through it.

I eventually played for him as he lay dying in the hospital. I'm not sure he heard much, but I'd like to think so. Of course, I was pretty lousy back then, so I hope I didn't make his last few minutes a living sonic hell...

The guitar has mellowed beautifully with age -- has the silkiest, sweetest voice of any luthiered(is that a word?) instrument I've ever played. I never take it to gigs, because I couldn't bear the thought of some moron, myself included, inadvertently tripping over it, spilling something on it, or otherwise messing it up.

I would hope -- nay, I would pray -- that Lucy could somehow find her way back home.

posted by strat on October 6, 2004 at 5:52 AM | link to this | reply

sarooster,

Gus sounds like a great guy....I'm so happy for my Lucy.

posted by MiaElla on October 5, 2004 at 5:22 PM | link to this | reply

I miss my old guitar also

I had a great old guitar that I let get away when I was in college. It was an old acoustic. I had named it Gus! I could not play it very well, but I sure tried. I gave it to a buddy of mine who was trying to learn how to play. I never saw it again. My buddy told me he could never learn to play and got mad and threw it away. Now, that I have learned to play well I wish I had old Gus back. Maybe Gus and Lucy have met and are living together happily ever after!