John Fogerty

And it just was magical to me.

So that kind of opened the door to let me know that, oh, why, we can do this in our own house.

So the piano was around.

And then we also, I don't know whose it was, but we had an old Stella acoustic guitar.

Stella is a name going back into the 30s, 20s.

And this thing was built like a tank.

It was hard to play.

The strings were like way high and all that.

Eventually, Brother Bob told me at some point, yeah, we used to...

play baseball with that guitar.

We'd hit the ball.

That's how sturdy it was.

But that was around so that I would every once in a while mess with it.

But somewhere literally in the seventh grade is where I started to really try and learn a chord and that sort of thing.

I think that moment was a little bit earlier.

It was, again, up at this place, Winters.

My dad had driven into the town from our little cabin, our little campsite, and I was with him, and he'd gone to this general store.

And the general store had everything.

It had food and stuff, but it also had fishing tackle and, you know, various weird things.

So I'm standing there sort of near the counter, and my dad's doing some kind of business.