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...smiled to himself as he adjusted the shower curtain and tested the water with his elbow. This was Thesis Day. He had noticed the red circle on his calendar as he slipped from his bunk that morning, and there was something expectant in the blue sky outside the window. Or perhaps he was expectant. He forced himself under the cold water to ready his wits for the long day ahead. He always thought better with his pores closed...
...National Guard, ordered some of it to the Mexican border. A friend reminded John that he had joined Battery A a while before and that he'd better go. "So I did, but I don't really know why. I was never able to have my bunk right or anything. I saw no action...
Louis listened to all of the Negro jazz pioneers: men like Clarinetists Alphonse Picou and Sidney Bechet, Trombonist Kid Ory, Pianist Jelly Roll Morton and Cornetist Bunk Johnson. But Cornetist Joe ("King") Oliver was his favorite: "Soon as I heard him I said 'there's mah man!'" At first, Louis just listened. He ran errands, hawked bananas, ground up old brick and sold it to prostitutes for scouring their front steps on Saturday mornings. When he was eleven, he also started a street quartet in which he sang tenor, picked up loose change by serenading through...
...clean. He never had to squeeze for a high one. But for three years after he got out of the Waif's Home (his mother got "a big white man" to spring him), he was too busy driving a coal wagon to blow a note. Then one night Bunk Johnson didn't turn up, and Louis sat in for him (for $1.25 a night) at Matranga's joint on Perdido Street; even the great Joe ("there's mah man") Oliver came around to listen...
...ringing ministerial eulogy. Last week the family had cause to regret its lavishness. The sons & daughters had started getting cards signed "Dad" from Corrigan's Lumber Camp, Upson, Wis. Startled, two sons got in their car, drove to Upson, found August comfortably curled up on a logging-camp bunk...