I was in Nashville a few days ago. While there, I needed to get some repair work done on a guitar. I asked my engineer who to take it to and he took me to Glaser Repair. I had no idea if it was a good shop, just trusted him. Standing at the counter, waiting on someone to help me, who walks in from the repair room five feet away, with two guitars in hand? Tommy! I guess that verified the choice of the shop. I shook his hand for some DNA. Should've got a picture. He was very congenial in our 30-second chat. I didn't want to bug him much.
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Bill
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