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Sunday, January 5, 2020
Her name is Geraldine, known as Jerry then and now. ENTER THE WORD AUTOGRAPH in the upper left corner, where the little orange box with white B is...that will take you to a couple of posts, but one called Where are They Now? That's the one with my autograph book info...
Dear Jerry, Love many, Trust few, and always paddle your own canoe. Your Pal Adele, yours till bobby-pins get seasick riding on the permanent waves. [The canoe paddle phrase was repeated by at least 3 or 4 people in her book.[
Dear Jerry, When you're engaged it's diamonds; when you're in love it's hearts, when you're married it's clubs and when you're dead it's spades. Your friend, Lowell I shouldn't have read that one to her but it didn't dawn on my what the spades reference was til later! She's not in good health, recently placed in hospice care.
This one is on a pale blue page, the pages are all varying pale pastel colors. Dear Jerry, I hope you never feel like this page, blue. Your Pal, Marian, Yours til cows give coldcream! [One of my favorites, so innocent!] Another entry repeats the coldcream line, which I found very funny!
And this one apparently from a beau, or just a good guypal: For Dear Jerry, First came love, then came marriage, then came Jerry with a baby carriage. Your loving Pal, Don ~ love and kiss
Vertically down the side is a sort of code
outline of a pair of pants
Dear Gerry, Yours until the Mississippi wears pants to keep its bottom dry. Love, Gwen
Dear Jerry, Remember me early. Remember me late,. Remember me as your old school mate. Your friend & classmate, Shirley
Dear Jerry, Yours till the cow jumps over the moon. Hettie
Sugar is sweet, so are you, so why don't they ration you? Bob [Born in March, '29, if the war was still going on, i.e., rationing, she'd be graduating from 8th grade, not high school which would have been 1947 I believe.]
And one more I think is great, If all the boys were across the sea, what a good swimmer Jerry would be. Walter
Aren't these just too fun? So immature and innocent, can we imagine high school grads saying these things? The more I read, I think this might be 8th grade; most of the pages have little photos of the signers, in those corner photo mount thingys. Some look too young for high school grads, but many don't. I'll ask her and come back and edit this post.
The sweetest is from her father - "Geraldine Iris, Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind words are the roots, Kind thoughts are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits. Dad" and he sure knew his girl, she is and has always been a very kind person.
And the very last page. Dear Jerry, The last page is usually saved for your lover. But the heck with him, he can write on the cover. Your Pal, Evelyn Yours till the pillowcase comes up in court.
On that note I'll stop!
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
"I met David Sanborn in Kirkwood High School band. At the time the high school did not have a jazz or stage band. I played trumpet, and had my own dance band. I asked him to sit in, but he was always booked up. So, I had only heard him play concert band music, until I went to the nightclub, that first night." Alan told me he thought this poem "really got the great feeling of Sanborn and his music" See what you think.... I typed this from the manuscript sent to me by Alan, but it was published in Spring, 2019 in WestWard Quarterly.
FOR THE FIRST TIME I HEARD DAVID SANBORN PLAY JAZZ
"For David Sanborn"
yeah man ... yes it was
the very first time
I heard Sanborn, and your band.
While we were both in high school,
you invited me
to a packed night club to hear you.
The only word I could think of
when you first took a solo
I have to say it over and over
I was so taken away
how well you
got around on your horn.
a thousand times better
than any of us,
(no jive kidding here).
man, how did you
get that distinctive sound?
from those unfurling notes
coming down through
the amber gold of your
Selmer Paris alto saxophone.
I could almost
reach out ...
and touch some sort of karate "ki" ...
some unknown internal force
in and around you
and your playing -
as if I could
feel the edge ...
of that Selmer horn ...
feel the actual groove
the soul of your horn
(actually hear a sacred place
as you did speak) ...
through your alto sax,
so familiar defined sound.
it's kind of
a universal thing:
you feel that you are in there ...
part of the jazz!
Sanborn is playing for himself:
but we get it, he's also playing
with a warmth of sounds
heart to heart
so just ... for you ...to hear.
Thank you as always Alan, for allowing us to share in your talents, you are one of our classmates who makes us oh so proud!
Here us a bit of info about Dave I found online: "David Sanborn has released 24 albums, won six Grammy Awards, and has had eight Gold albums and one Platinum album. Having inspired countless other musicians, Dave has worked in many genres which typically blend instrumental pop, R&B and lately, more and more traditional jazz.:
There are many pix of Dave online, he has aged beautifully, but there is one which, if you can ignore the big hair, shows his face as I remember him from riding carpool to school with him in the McLain Lane days of my life.