Dad has been singing since as far back as I can remember, and before, I'm sure. 

He definitely gave me the bug starting me off on the guitar for which I am so thankful. Dad used to play ukulele, harmonica and guitar in his younger day, (I remember him with his foot up on a chair, knocking out 'Guitar Boogie Shuffle' - I thought "WOW"), but his best instrument was his voice. Strong, clear and lovely to listen to.

The whole family is musical so it was great when we all got together and just made music. Lovely, lovely fun memories.

Here's a couple pics of Dad doing his thang!