Ever since I can remember, the sound of music was heard in our house. My Dad played the horn and so did my brother. My sister played clarinet and my mom loved to listen to music. I loved listening to my Dad play the horn and I new it was only a matter of time before I got into the act too.Growing up, I would always bug Dad to let me toot some notes on his horn. I played euphonium in 7th grade, great fun but I really wanted to play the trumpet so I finally started on the trumpet during the summer before I entered 8th grade. My parents got me started well by making sure I had a quality instrument, (a mid 1960's 38B Conn Connstellation). Once I got going, I played in every school or community band that would have me.

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