Go Ask Daddy About Woodwinds, Airships and Gridiron Boots


I should have been a baritone saxophone player in a studio band. Not a sports writer turned blogger.

I loved jazz. I could hold down the bass line and also rip it a solo. I had a colossal, bad-ass baritone sax named Maddie. I named her after Cybill Shepherd’s character in “Moonlighting.” That’s how cool I was.

My music dreams died when we moved to Carolina from Colorado.

My high school here didn’t have a jazz band. I chose another elective: Astronomy. No one else did, though. Garinger High canceled the class, and made my elective choice for me: Intro to Journalism. I became a staff writer on the student paper, The Rambler.

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