keeping music alive

Making music has been a part of our DNA since the beginning.  Passed from one generation to another, stories in the form of songs ring in our ears.  Last night I put a CD by Michael Hedges in my computer and listened to his magic fingers dance along the fretboard of an old Martin.  The only thing - Michael died tragically in a car accident in 1997.  But, in the quiet of my office, his voice remains.  My guitar building friend, Jamonn Zeiler, is keeping music alive in his own way. Recently I had the good fortune to hear him play a 1937 Kay that he resurrected from the scrap heap. Built from solid wood in Chicago, the guitar arrived at Jamonn's in pieces and heavily water damaged. And now, it sings again for future generations.