I first met Jimmy when he was teaching at a jazz camp for high school students in Pittsburgh. I was 15, recently turned on toWes Montgomery, and trying to make sense of the music. Ponder was the first guitarist I had heard in person who embodied the music. He poured himself through the instrument. The sound of his thumb on the Gibson Super 400 was rich, warm, lyrical, and immediate. It was as if he had a quartet in the palm of his hand.