[Trombone-l] New place, old desires

[Wayne Dyess]

I knew I should have gone to Michigan instead of Orlando.

I had no such angel.  I was VERY happy to report to duty in  
Washington, DC following boot camp, let me tell you.  I didn't even  
mind having to stay at the Navy Air Station across the Anacostia, in  
bunk beds with incoming "real Navy" types... most of whom were headed  
to the Ceremonial Guard.

We're really bringing back some old memories now.

Thanks.

I think.


Wayne Dyess




On Mar 8, 2009, at 11:36 AM, Tom Gibson wrote:

> Ah... boot camp stories!!
> I ran into an angel named Senior Chief Davenport at Great Lakes.
> Although I had to be with my company during waking hours, I was
> allowed to sneak across the street to his office at 0100 or so to play
> an old 3B.
>
> That meant no sleep at all, but who can sleep when a lonely trombone
> beckons:-)
>
> Thinking back, some of my most intense practice sessions happened
> during those whacked-out weeks.
>
> God bless you, Senior Chief Davenport.... for real!!!!
>
> Far from thoughts of dying, those sessions reinforced my will to LIVE.
>
>
> Tom Gibson