Second Chair

Ever since I lost out the first chair in the John C. Fremont Junior High band in 1967, I have no love for my Olds trombone. After 48 years trapped in its case, I unleashed it today to play over our garden, or if not play, then hold some sway over the veggies.

When I busted the horn out of the case and blasted a note or two, Kirby barked and barked and barked. He's no fan of the horn…maybe telling me in no subtle way why I lost first chair.