My Dad is Awesome

I haven't posted here in a while, but I wanted to interrupt my blog silence with a quick note about how freaking awesome my dad is. You may remember that he's the oldest member of a college marching band, The Pride of West Virginia (People Magazine article here), and this is his 11th season playing with the band (not counting his years in undergrad).


In August, my dad played Trumpet Voluntary as Zach and I walked down the aisle at our wedding, and nailed every note, despite his father-of-the-bride jitters. And now his latest gig is with High Street Jazz, a mish-mash of student musicians that busks on the main drag in our hometown of Morgantown, WV (I heard they also played briefly at a coffee shop before being kicked out - badass!).






They set out an instrument case, Lar kicks in a $2 bill, and they play for fun and a little money, which they put back into their instruments. I'm told the tuba was bought at a sale and painted silver by a car repair shop, then my mother painted "High Street Jazz" onto the bell. There are more photos at my mom's flickr here (and I'll credit the photographer once I find out who took these awesome photos!)

So, as you can tell, my dad totally kicks ass. Lar, I hope I'm doing what I love and having as much fun as you are when I hit 70, too!