I ain't learn everything yet at 95. But I got good fingers, that's one thing, I got good fingers. If it weren't for them fingers I wouldn't be going now.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
In an ever changing world, you never learn it all, even if you keep growing into your 90s.
The fingers must be educated, the thumb is born knowing.
God gave me a very good hand to play over my 88 years. I have no regrets.
I'm just beginning to develop callouses on my fingers, because I haven't played a lot.
So by the time I taught myself the bass guitar at the age of 14, my hands were already pretty nimble.
Other people - they practice and they practice... these fingers of mine, they got brains in 'em. You don't tell them what to do - they do it. God given talent.
I was born with six fingers on each hand.
When you reach 95, after you get over your surprise, you start looking back.
My friends like to remind me that I have relatively weak fingers. Aerobic strength and general endurance have come easy, but finger strength has always been my biggest weakness.
My fingers are not as fast as my brain - which isn't that much to type home about anyway.