“Looking for my guitar” – Yamaha FG-612S sold in Redding 2 years ago

Saw this plea on Craigslist a year ago. Renee tells me she’d still like to find it, so I am re-posting it. Maybe you can help. In the greater scheme of things, it’s perhaps not crucial. But a poetic return of the instrument is pleasing to consider.

“It’s a long story, but here goes. First of all, PLEASE do not delete this. My name is Renee. My mother and I lived in Redding in the 70’s and I bought this guitar from Bernie’s when I was just 15. I worked a whole summer to afford it. I’d read many reviews on The Sound Junky about this guitar so I knew it was a good one.

My mom contributed half the money, and I gave her my Oldesmobile, Delta 88 to cover that. I really LOVED this guitar and all the cool accessories I had with it, as you can imagine.

My daughters were both played to, nightly, while in my stomach, with this guitar, and it lulled them to sleep while I sung songs to them with it as they grew up. Now, 27 and 20, they loved it also.

I sung to my sister, when she was alive with it, and my father. I have lost them, all 3 now…mom, dad and sisters (both).

Well, I’m 46 now. I had that guitar til 2 years ago, when my mom’s heart went into failure. She was in RMC for 45 days before she passed away, and I live in Red Bluff, and I just couldn’t afford to drive every day back and forth, so I was forced to pawn my guitar to Olde West Guns and Loan.

She died. 46 days into the driving back and forth, I lost my beloved mother, and worse, I went into a horrible depression and lost my guitar.

There’s not a price you can put on the value of it…and it’s got memories from me, while I owned it nearly 30 years.

When I came out of the depression a bit, I went to get it out and to try to piece my life back together, but discovered that the pawn ticket had lapsed during my mourning. I lost my guitar…and I know, it’s my fault, but if anyone out there happened to buy it, please, please, please, give me a call and let’s talk about how I can buy it back. I’m anything but rich…but I guarantee, it will go back to where it belongs, and I will even HELP you find another guitar if that is the issue.

This isn’t just a guitar. It’s a symbol of the memory of my mother and me working together to achieve something…the memories of the time my two daughters were inside my stomach, and the times I sung for both my parents while they were alive, and my sister who’s also passed, at all the holidays. It is an item that cannot be priced, or have a price put on it.

My # is 530-355-7573. I’d be so glad to find out it’s alive…that someone has a huge heart and understands how MUCH this means to my family, and will help me relocate it.”

Here’s an image of such a guitar from Google. Looks like a lovely 12 string, but obviously it holds more than just music for the writer. Do you know where this instrument went?
More than a guitar

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6 Responses to “Looking for my guitar” – Yamaha FG-612S sold in Redding 2 years ago

  1. Renee says:

    This is my article. I am so glad someone cared enough to post it online. THANKYOU from the bottom of my heart. I hope to find it someday. 🙂 It is so much more than “just a guitar” to me.

    Thankyou for postging your article!


  2. Renee says:

    The phone number is now 530-355-9212
    Renee 🙂

  3. Renee says:

    A minister contacted me in May 2014. He had seen my ads for this guitar model online. He called me and through tears I wept and asked to buy his guitar. I told my story and asked he name any price. I wanted to buy it. He said, “I want to send this guitar home.” I sent him shipping money. And, it arrived.

    I played this guitar 30 years. I know every fiber of it. The moment I opened the box, my heart lept and I saw my old friend.

    The missing tuner cap…the way it aged…the guitar is not just a replacement.

    After 5 years of long awaited hope, my faith in humanbeings has been restored. My guitar…not just any guitar…my guitar! IS HOME.

    God is awesome. It was hundreds of miles away and like a shepherd returning a sheep to its mother he has brought my guitar home.

    Thank you for this blog. I am so very happy to report that it is home.

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