 and he started to play, to blow, as he would say. He kept on blowing for the rest of his life, on that cornet and on other instruments. But at that point, he was simply using it to attract attention for their business, as he was going down the street with them. As a youngster in a little orphanage home in New Orleans, I was the bugler of the institution. When I got to be around 13 or 14 years old there,