He came to every one of his students' performances — even after they graduated, even years later. He was in the audience when I played my first professional gig. He stood up.
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September 17, 1944 – June 14, 2026 · 81 years
"His laugh arrived before he did and stayed after he left."
He came to every one of his students' performances — even after they graduated, even years later. He was in the audience when I played my first professional gig. He stood up.
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Mr. C took a shy twelve-year-old with absolutely no rhythm and turned him into a musician. He never gave up on me. Not once. Not ever.
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Dad's trumpet is sitting on the kitchen table. None of us can bring ourselves to move it.
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Ernest, you made music out of every Sunday we had together. The church won't sound the same. Nothing will.
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Ernest played that trumpet every Sunday for thirty-one years. His music was prayer made sound. This congregation feels his absence in its bones.
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