Crazy story/small world: my next door neighbor as a kid knew that guy. I met him at least once I guess, but was too little to remember. I remember the Pope story though - "Hey remember that guy with arms? He played for the Pope!"..I just had to call my dad and check...evidently Tony went to my neighbor's youth group or church?? Dad says he was told that he (Dad) was the one who got him started on guitar - no idea of the truth of that - but my dad did let Tony play his guitar, potentially before he knew how to play.Anyway - there's a few degrees of separation for you :).
Awesome. Nice story too onefinemess. Thanks UBM.
Wow--that was amazing.
I am an asshole and I have spent my life frittering away my talents. Thanks for making me realize that...
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