I am extremely lucky to be married to a classically trained guitarist. Yes, my husband is in a rock band, and can shred on his Les Paul guitars, but it’s the compositionally complicated pieces I enjoy most. Rhys has grown rather fond of the guitar, as well, which stands to reason since Ramsey’s been playing it for him since before birth. He squeals whenever Ramsey begins to play. He watches most carefully, and of course, is eager to play a duet with dad.