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Date: September 02, 2017 12:22PM
I fell in love with the clarinet on sight, and the sound enthralled me. One of the few kind adults in my life, a third-grade music teacher, made the introduction.
After many false promises and much abuse, I was finally, in sixth grade, given an old, $50 clarinet my dad purchased from one of his coworkers, while most all of the other kids had brand-new instruments. Didn't matter, I was making music the day I got it, and became first chair in band.
That didn't matter either, as my father was only interested in Benny Goodman (and a little Glenn Miller), while I was drawn to the classics. When I was placed into a junior quartet (held at the hs about 5 miles away), fostered by a city orchestra (about 10 miles from our rural town), my parents did not support it. My "callings" were cooking, cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping and sibling care. I made it to two practice sessions of the quartet, and that was it. I was in the marching band for a couple of years, continuing after that to play for many years, but never Goodman or Miller, and never with anyone else but the record player, to which I would tune my clarinet and play by ear.
My parents made decent money, but their lives, children and purchases were all about them.
Since abuse was involved, I never really had "options." It was back when beating kids was a personal choice, not really a matter of law unless the kid died.
Come to find out, my real passion is and always was piano, and I've taught myself, but still play alone. And, I take an earlier statement back. My niece wanted to play piano, so I taught her, and played clarinet while she played piano, so I have played with another human. :)
When a young person is denied the ability and freedom to chase a healthy dream, I want to help.