I played in a skiffle band set up by my cousin Joen. My first guitar was not very good and I wanted one like my cousin had. So I worked all summer at my uncle's paper mill, where my dad was foreman, to earn enough to buy the guitar of my dreams. Thore drove me all the way to Gothenburg to buy it and, halfway home, we stopped and he took this picture
1958: I played in a skiffle band set up by my cousin Joen. My first guitar was not very good and I wanted one like my cousin had. So I worked the whole summer at my uncle’s paper mill, where my dad was foreman, to earn enough to buy the guitar of my dreams. Thore drove me all the way to Gothenburg to buy it and, halfway back home, we stopped and he took this picture