I Could Have Been a Rock Star, But Didn't Put My 1st Band Together Until Age 62

My dad got me a guitar when I was a young teenager and set me up with lessons. But the guitar teacher was, in my small view of the world, rather strange. Anyway, he taught me to play Little Brown Jug and Yankee Doodle. The third lesson I insisted he teach me how to play Apache by The Ventures. He told me to stick with the two songs he already had taught me. Frustrated, I quit my lessons and went through the remainder of my teenage years with a one-string guitar as most of the strings broke from basement pots and pans band sessions. Finally, in my '30s, I taught myself how to play guitar and immediately began writing songs but I pretty much remained a backbench folksinger due to various complications in life, like getting into politics.

So, at 62, I finally put a rock n' roll band together. My band is called Climate Change and I'm now living in new memories instead of old memories--lol!

And so ends another short story!