Ahhhh, now music. Both my parents were (at one time) professional musicians.

My Dad even got HIJACKED into the American Army. The way he told the story was that shortly after leaving the College of Pharmacy, he and his trumpet playing buddy (this would have been around 1927) were playing a jazz date in Buffalo New York. A guy in the club LOVED their playing and brought a soldier in the next night to see them. The soldier in question was the leader of the U.S. Army Jazz Band! Apparently he talked my Dad (don't know about the other fellow) into doing some creative lying (about things like "Nationality"!) and the next day my dad was a U.S. Army soldier (and clarinetist)! I think it only lasted for a few weeks before they booted him out...but it must have been fun, 'cause he told the story with a big smile.

Guess that IS a keepsake.

Rick