Hey Scotty and you west coast guys. Maybe next time I get out to the coast to see my middle daughter and the grandkids we can get together and have a keyboard duel just like I used to have them good old horn duels. Don't forget, my heart isn't as good as it used to be and I might have to sit down if it lasts too long. The pins aint what they used to be either. Nice to have a built in excuse if I can't keep up with you young squirts. Won't bring my horn cause I start sucking air after a bit. Should have stopped smoking a tad bit sooner than I did. If I do bring the tenor I got a nice trick to show you guys. I used it when the crowd needed to be livened up a bit. I would chew some bubble gum, press it up between my false teeth and the mouthpeice. When I took the horn out of my mouth my uppers would stick to the mouthpeice. I would walk back and forth on the stage holding my horn high taking bows for my solo. The crowd would go nuts. I would then act as if they really liked my ad-libs, stick the horn and everything back into my mouth as nothing ever happened and give them an encore. The rest of the evening was a peice of cake. The way I look at it is you have to make the best of what ya got.

Grandpa Doug