An Open Letter from Franklin Guitar and Repair
by Old Davy
Dear new guitarist, whoever you are,
I don’t know your name, but you’re the next Eddie Van Halen. Before you buy your first guitar, let me tell you a sad, sad story. Sadder than a dog at a flea circus. Sadder than income taxes.
Long ago, I bought a guitar for $5.
The guy who owned it before me bought it with Green Stamps. He paid one book of stamps for the guitar. He sold it to me for the cash equivalent.