I unearthed my old pink Princess guitar from our attic the other day. It's going to begin a new life as a decorative wall element in my newly painted office. After doing a little research on the web, I found out that these "feminine" guitars were only produced for a couple of years in the sixties and I just happen to have one.
I took guitar lessons for awhile, until we all realized that I wasn't very good at playing and wasn't about to get better. I do have a recording of me playing, with my parents, who are both gone now, singing. To read this column, please click here.
To read my blog about the pink guitar and to see a picture of the complete instrument, please click here.
By Teresa K. Flatley