So...While getting my massage last week, my friend and massage therapist admitted that she was interested in trying to learn the ukulele.
I, of course, had just mentioned to her that, in the process of sorting through my mounds of pix, I discovered a stowed away ukulele (in a nice case, too). I had researched is online and on eBay and found, to my complete lack of surprise, that it was a musical instrument of some value. That's when she voiced her secret shame. Which I, of course, had the power to address. I have three ukuleles, and I can not play a one of them.
So, I've been digging around for the carry case to my Fluke. And for the beginner's ukulele book. I went online seeking a good source and found a great site, Ukulele Hunt , with scads of information about ukuleles and playing ukuleles. Only after I'd been there for a while did I notice the site logo and devolve into sophmoric giggling.
So, after deciding to unload my Fluke, I will still have Ivy's Black Bear and her C.F. Martin & Co. Of course, I dragged them both out to find that they are different sizes (which I didn't really know). The Black Bear, which she had hand made in the last millenium, is has a larger sound box by half again, at least, and 17 frets instead of the smaller Martin's 13 frets. I think this means that the Black Bear is a tenor and the Martin is a soprano, but I'm not sure.
Most folks my age will remember Tiny Tim doing his 'Tiptoe Through the Tulips' routine, but my primary exposure was in A Thousand Clowns, where Jason Robards crooned his way through 'Yes, Sir, That's My Baby'.