I was 23 when this photo was taken. I bought the bass in 1965 in Atlanta, my hometown. We brought in to South Bend either on the roof of the car or the vestibule of one of the old-fashioned rail passenger cars. They used to have spacious areas for carry-on items, and the bass made many trips to and from Atlanta that way. I made many friends with that bass, in the bluegrass, the old-time and old-time swing worlds.