In the words of the philosopher W.C Fields: "Go away, kid, ya bother me."
Of course, I'm kidding. I used to be a kid myself. Times were different back then. If I had muted my Dad's guitar strings, he would have likely broken my arm off and beat me with it.
I was always sweet with my little girl back when she was a little girl (45+ years ago), and I played songs she liked. Her favorites were Little Red Riding Hood and Watching Scotty Grow. I played those two for her last Christmas when they came to visit. Remember family coming to visit?
