My name is Art. I started playing piano at six years old. I took lessons weekly until I was well into high school. I enjoyed it, but I had other priorities. In college I took a few classical guitar courses, and that is when I began my love affair with the classical guitar and it's music. I also took private lessons. After several years, I was playing at advanced levels and I was good. Then, I went to medical school. My private teacher at the time invested a lot of time and effort, pushing me to get better. I spent hours daily practicing. I loved it. When I told my maestro that I had decided to go to medical school, unlike my family who were thrilled, he was not so. I told him that I could do both. He was not happy, The first lesson I had after my first week of medical school, i went to my lesson totally unprepared. I had never done that before. He was a fairly well known Cuban born guitarist and composer; I will keep his name out of this. Well, he started yelling me at first in English, then it escalated into Spanish. When, I left that lesson, I put my 1977 Ramirez away, and I never touched it again because I knew that to play with the perfection demanded, I simply would not have time, So, I sacrificed something that I loved so passionately so that I could pursue what would be my life time profession. And the road required all of my time. I graduated in the top 5% of my medical school class, then went on to do a Surgery Residency (I've always been good with my hands), When I completed my residency, I felt that I had a little bit of time, so I got a piano. I don't care if I make mistakes on the piano. I never took it as seriously as I took the study of the classical guitar. Years, decades have passed. I still practice Medicine, I have not retired. I truly love my job. I could never see myself not doing what I do. It is who I am. However, I find myself not having to work the long hours that I used to, I've situated myself in such a way that I can still work, yet I have for time for other things. So a few months ago, I realized that I have the time now to play the guitar again. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I researced and I found someone I thought would be a good teacher for me, and I found a great teacher. He is a younger, dynamic and modern classical guitarist. Let me say this. Picking up the guitar after decades of not playing it is NOT like getting back on a bike. Any of you know that in order to really play the guitar well it takes daily practice. If you take a couple days off, you will not be able to play the piece you have bee practicing. So, if missing a couple days of practice has that much effect on the ability to play, imagine what it was like for me. Picking up the guitar for my first lesson was so awkward. I didn't know my way around the first position. So, I began from the beginning. I caught on quickly. My instructor assigned me some level one pieces. I did them, but I realized that was something I could not tolerate. So I started picking out a repertoire that was much more advanced and I was determined to learn it, coming through the back door. My teacher was a little apprehensive about this approach, but he has seen weekly that I can do it, so now he is picking pieces for me that I suspect maybe a little too difficult, but he says, "you can do this". I am now three or four months into it. It is hard for me to explain what this experience is like for me. it is like bumping into a dear friend who i thought had died, and seeing that person alive. When I put my guitar away all those years ago, there was grieving involved. I never thought i would play it again. This is like a dream for me. This is what I know. Anything of value in life, has value by virtue of the sacrifices that we make on its behalf. I sacrificed something I loved passionately for my career, which has immense value to me. But, now, the reward is amazing. So, I am here to squeeze as much knowledge as I can out of every resource I can get my hands on, I want to know the music. I want to know how the guitar is made and I want to know about the luthiers who make them. I want to know history and the cultures that goes along with the playing of this instrument. I want to study the classical guitar, every aspect, but mostly, I want to be able to play the music beautiful, because, for me, it is the music that my love affair with the guitar is all about. It has always been the music that drove me. Someone told me to go to Delchamps and I will find everything I am looking for there. I did not know that I would have introduce myself and he an active participant. In general, like being invisible, however, it seems that I have a lot of opinions (ask my wife) and I often have lots of questions.