|Jul. 18th, 2004 08:44 pm Hummingbird|
This afternoon, I returned to a place I haven't been in about 25 years, Hummingbird Music Camp near Jemez Springs New Mexico. I was last up there when I was a camper in the years before my 7th and 8th grade years, 1978 and 1979 (if my math serves me). This afternoon I went up to see the end of session concert, a weekly event in the summer, and to visit with my Brother-in-law, who has spent the last eight summers up there teaching or directing (last week he directed the intermediate band and the choir).
In the intervening quarter century some things have changed at the camp. Perhaps most noticeably was the passing of one of the camps founders, K.L. Higgins a few years ago. There were a few other changes -- such as the creation of ensembles for the piano and guitar students, and the fact that some of the guitar students were playing electric bass -- and a few new buildings.
Perhaps the most interesting part of the visit was when my sister took me over to make sure that I was introduced, or at least reintroduced, to Wanda Higgins, K.L.'s widow and the other camp founder, who had just celebrated her 84th birthday. When my sister mentioned that I'd been a camper there twenty-some years before, Wanda looked at me and said "I think I remember you." And, I believe her.
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Through much of my school years, with the notable exception of the last, or last part, of my years at any school, I was a perennial 2nd Alto Sax player.
I dropped out of band in my 5th and 8th grade years, and didn't sign up my 12th grade year nor during my 5th year at UNM (University of New Mexico).
It has been about 10 years since I played my sax, since there isn't much call of 2nd Alto outside of school and community bands, and I've had other stuff to keep me busy :-).