In the early sixties when I was about fourteen, my Daddy and Clarence worked together for Interstate Insurance...Daddy wanted to surprise me with a good guitar but his knowledge was limited so he asked Clarence to go with him to pick one out...They went into Mr. Clapp's pawn shop, Ozark Pawn on Texas Corner....Clarence pulled several off the shelf and picked a little and finally handed one to Daddy and said, "Dan, this is a good axe!"...I've still got that guitar....It never had a brand name on it but I suspect it's either a Kay or a Harmony F-hole arch-top...It's been apart and back together several times and painted several colors over the years...IT STILL PLAYS!!!....I'm sure Clarence and Daddy are sitting around the Halls of Glory, talking over old times and laughing about all the silly crap going on back down here on Earth...Thank you, Clarence...Your simple act of kindness as a favor to a friend almost sixty years ago opened up a lifetime of music for me...God bless you...You were right....It's been a "good axe"....