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hello fellow fiddlers,
my name is Randy I live in South Carolina and I'm an older ( much ) older beginner I started teaching myself how to play at the ripe young age of 51 ☺️ I am the proud owner of 2 instruments.
The first is my fiddle I named " old friend " it was hand made by my great-great-grandfather over 150 years ago I'm the 4th generation player, the reason for the name is he has a very low rich voice
the second violin I named " Frankie " after Frank Sinatra for the smooth crisp sound, he's not that one compaired to " old friend " he's only about 25-30 years old
and yes I said violin & fiddle due to the sound difference of the two. The bad part of all this I know I'm not getting all the voice that I know they have
This was my great grandfather, Harry Girt, back in about 1916, probably in the Rainier, Oregon area. His mother's side of the family road the Oregon Trail back in the early to mid-1800s.
I often wonder where that violin ended up. I know that my grandmother's sister had it, but I do not know where it went after she died. Perhaps her son still has it, or maybe he sold it, I never asked.
When I first brought my school violin over to my Grandma's house, she told me that her father used to play the violin. I have found photographic evidence that was indeed the truth. There is at least one other picture of him holding a violin, that I know of, in my father side family's photo albums.
Hello Randy, I am also of the 50+ (and up) beginner violin group.
I have been to South Carolina once. I was there for about a week before I was shipped off the Fort Benning, Georgia, back in January of 1983.
My mother's mother was born in North Carolina, and she had blood ties in neighboring states, including SC, so I also have southern blood in my mix, although I am mostly of northern stock.
Rather sad to think that back during the Civil War, I had ancestors shooting at each other (in general, I do not know of any specific battles between ancestors).
Sorry, when someone brings up ancestors, I can get carried away. 😉