My brother Jim and I spent many wonderful summers working on dairy farms in Wisconsin owned by Mom's cousins and as members of our local Boy Scout troop.
My mom bought me a white Strat but that wasn't what I wanted so I went to a guitar store in Cleveland and – the guy told me it was a really good deal – made an even swap for a blue Teisco Del Ray. I loved that guitar and used it a bunch.
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When Queer Eye hit the church told my mom they were praying for me. She said God loves him too. And I support him 100 percent.
