Tonight my eldest son played jazz in a hotel. We sat at tables eating dinner while he and his band (and other bands) played on stage.
He played three trumpet solos and we were enormously proud. For a kid who nearly died earlier this year, he is absolutely thriving.
Unfortunately, we missed the last few sets because our first-grader was sleepy and we had to go home.
But I still have jazz playing in my head.
But I still have jazz playing in my head.
3 comments:
I hope one of my boys will play jazz trumpet--our upper school has a good group, and their father played trumpet once upon a time. I'm glad your son is thriving. You must be very proud!
frances
That's so awesome Kate. I love Jazz music! Our pastors son plays the alto sax and I just love it...oh wait, I think it's the soprano sax...I don't know, whichever is just straight with no curves (C:
I was wondering a few weeks back how Tom was doing. Good to hear he's doing great and feeding his mother's soul!
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