One solace I can take while sitting amongst corn fields, amongst blindness, is between the monotany of popular (for them) music there is a twang even I can’t resist.
In her search for remnants of life before the war, se found the neck and stings of a stringed instrument, and later a wooden box. She later put them all together to make what she called, a ‘banjo.’ And a string band with the roving band of kids was formed.
One solace I can take while sitting amongst corn fields, amongst blindness, is between the monotany of popular (for them) music there is a twang even I can’t resist.
In her search for remnants of life before the war, se found the neck and stings of a stringed instrument, and later a wooden box. She later put them all together to make what she called, a ‘banjo.’ And a string band with the roving band of kids was formed.