I grew up listening to Don Ho on family records and only faintly remember
the sound of my grandfather playing the ukulele.
From what I remember, those were some of the happiest times our family ever did see.
I have since acquired the ukulele he played, dusted some 20 years of dust off, and am now on a musical adventure to put it back to use.
It will never be strummed and plucked the way he did, but I’m willing to try to get there. Join me on my ukulele journey. 🙂
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