Yukie was the name of a French-Canadian carpenter who used to work for my dad. Yukie being short for Euclid. Crotchety old fellow but he'd show up for work, which is a lot more than can be said for many another.
But that has nothing to do with this post. I thought of him and his name only because I just ordered a new ukulele. I've been hankering for something inexpensive, concert or tenor-sized, that I could carry around without fuss nor worry. This is what I bought:
It's a Cordoba 25CB, all-bamboo concert ukulele. Nothing special but the deal was very, very good ($99 at Musician's Friend, where I usually prefer not to shop, in that they are owned by Bain, but this was too sweet a deal to pass by).
I think I'm going to name her 'Boo.' Not Yukie...but that's a name that should end up in a story some day, isn't it?