Thanks for the life lessons, Uncle Grant


My earliest solid memory is Uncle Grant telling me the story of how our minds work. I was about six years old. Sitting at my gran’s house, probably in summer, as I remember dappled sun on the walls and warmth on my back through the window, he stopped playing guitar and said that I should listen closely.

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