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Here’s my D18GE (being held by my mom). It’s a guitar that I probably won’t ever trade or sell. Hopefully I’ll have it until I can’t play anymore and then I’ll be able to give it to someone. It’s a nice enough guitar, but there are always guitars that are better if one wants to look. This guitar is a keeper because of the specific memories I built with it. I bought it a few years back to take to my parents house when my Mom was ill. The weekend I picked it up it was right before the NCAA basketball tournament. Being from Kentucky, we are UK fans. UK was playing Florida at 11:00 or noon and Mom, Dad and I planned to watch the game. Game time was approaching and Mom hadn’t gotten up yet. To wake her up, I got out the guitar and started playing and singing out in the living room. She didn’t initially come out of the bedroom so I kept getting louder with each passing verse. After running through some more mellow tunes, she finally woke up during “No Sweeter Name.” As she walked out I was playing and singing about as loud as I ever do (the D18GE is a very loud guitar). She was still foggy from sleep, but got a cute little smile and said “That guitar is a beast!” With that, I had my first named guitar. Here’s a picture of my Mom and “beast.”
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Where in KY are you from? Lexington area myself!