Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Jam sessions are nothing new to us. We have had as many as a dozen players at a time here in our home. A guitar, fiddle, do-bro, mandolin,banjo,and bass guitar.
The men would play and the ladies would bring a covered dish of their choosing and when the men would take a break, we would all sit down to a meal. Sometimes the women would sing or else play cards in the next room. For some reason everyone always wanted to come to our place. We met once a week. Most of the players have passed from this world already but we still have all of our memories. My husband still plays his guitar with one of the fiddle players from time to time.
(this picture taken in a rec room at his friends apartment)