Tuesday, June 9, 2020

family, Boston, Ken Pope Instrument Repair

A few finds left over on the i-phone, and a trip for trombone repair to Ken Pope.

From Susan and I's visit to Williamstown and the
Clark Institute
This is, I believe, the 6 House Pub

A birthday celebration for Susan, with Alex and Carter

In Boston, with Louis Stewart, taking a walk.  North End

Old North Church ("one if by land....")

Tombstone at Copps Hill cemetary.

And, several weeks later, walking in North Weymouth, at Webb Park

Yellow Warbler

Louis Stewart,  roomate at NEC (1967), friend and performing peer of many concerts.

When a Robin acts this curious, you have to take his portrait.

Ah Haaaa!  Tuna Fish Casserole, first one I've made in maybe 40 years.
If anyone wants the recipe (Laurie Wauchope's)...
It was my go-to meal when Lou and I were room mates.

In Jamaica Plain, at Ken Pope Instrument repair (his lovely back yard garden).

and the incredible shop.


A triple horn (F,Bb,F) by Schmid

Ken re-soldering a brace on my Shires.
My favorite Ken Pope story:  I had a job with the Westerly Chorus (RI), and while staying overnight,
had a laptop computer fall on my trombone, resting on the floor, completely demolishing the entire
valve assembly! (look at all that stuff under his hand in the picture above, including the two valves hidden).).  I called Ken the next morning (Friday), and he said bring it right away.  He managed
to re-assemble the entire section and make it playable in two hours.  It was a miracle.
I was able to drive back down to Westerly and play the concert that night.  

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