My parents played Kingston Trio albums when I was growing up. Also Harry Belafonte, Phil Ochs, Burl Ives, Classical, Broadway Show Cast Albums. There was always a baritone Ukulele against the wall in the living room. No one played it, except my tone-deaf dad who, after years of practice, could slowly pick out the melody to the first two lines of “Tom Dooley.” But it was there when I strung it backwards and taught myself three chords lefty - I was a righty, eight years old, and Paul was my favorite at the time. The Beatles were far too advanced for me, but I played and sang Tom Dooley among the first songs I ever learned. Seemed like they were always wearing matching striped shirts.
May The Four Winds Blow You Safely Home
Bill, tgo