"It was March 1962 when I invested in a hundred-dollar banjo and began lessons on Tuesday nights at Dana Morgan Studio Music Shop in downtown Palo Alto. A young guy with a shock of black hair, a goatee, and black horn-rimmed glasses on his nose came out to meet me when I checked in for my first lesson.
"Are you my seven o'clock?"
"What's your name?"
"I'm Jerry Garcia. Follow me."
©California Slim: The Music, the Magic, and the Madness
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