Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160305121005/@comment-26826553-20160317052033

Mama Golds: 86 years ago, before I was even born, my father was doing the exact same thing. He got on the street & played music. Then he got blind & he soon...you know. Before he was gone, he passed his old wooden strummie down to me when I was 13 years old. And here I am, doing what my father was doing. I thank my father for that.

Bloomie: *listening to the story, she cried* Good for you, Mama Golds...*sniff*...*wipes cheek*...At least your dad was around for a long time...*sniff*