When I was a child my father had a Glenn Miller vinyl box set with a painting of him and his trombone gracing the cover. I had never seen anything as enticing as this gold instrument with its long, smooth slide and shiny flared bell which rested so comfortably on his shoulder, making him more god than man. This dapper image of Glenn in his white blazer had burnt a hole in my psyche so in fifth grade when all the other…
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