Posted by purplemary54 on August 6, 2016
My daddy played the clarinet. He said he fell in love with the sound it made when he saw a performance of Peter and the Wolf as a child. He didn’t keep up with it after high school. He wasn’t interested in making it a career, and hobbies like drinking and talking were more fun to him. But he always loved clarinet music. Which is why I immediately thought of him when I heard that clarinetist Pete Fountain had passed away at 86. This makes the great concert of the afterlife a little more entertaining, and it’ll certainly make my father happy. Of course, it sadly leaves this plane of existence just a little more bereft.