Jim and I were in high school band together in the percussion section, and played in several bands during those years. We would also hang out in his basement where he would play piano or coronet and I would play drums. Sometimes I would go with him to his Dad’s office where he was “board boy” and watch the geezers play the market. I moved away after school and lost touch, I’m sorry to say.
I am still playing due, in no small part, to his inspiration. Even though he was only 17, a year ahead of me, he was the first “real” musician I had met. He was one of the most comfortable people I’ve ever been around.
I guess I just felt that I would like to tell someone that he was close to, that I was glad to have known him. I have attached an article I found while reminiscing I thought you might find interesting. I think he was a junior and I was a sophomore.
Thanks,
Bill Miner