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Oh, To Be a Marsupial

I wish I was a marsupial. Preferably one who has the power to shrink loved ones. If I was a marsupial, I’d carry Satch around in my tummy pocket all day. 313 more words


Busking on The Drive

Trumpets, trombones, and tap dancing; what a perfect day for some busking! On Tuesday afternoon a couple pals and I played some tunes on Commercial Drive, jamming a variety New Orleans classics to modern pop-funk. 97 more words

Live Music

How Do You Change A Life?

How do you change a life?

With the gifts you have!

Music teacher Peter probably didn’t think that the lessons he gave at a reform school would do much good. 72 more words

Daily Musings

He'll Lick the Sick Right Out of You

Satch is very, very sick and may not be long for this world. Two nights ago, he had to be separated from Dizzy so we could monitor his litter box, and Dizzy, surprisingly, spent most of the night outside the bathroom door where Satch was sequestered and cried and cried out for him. 91 more words


Excerpt from “Satchmo – My Life in New Orleans” by Louis Armstrong ~~Street band~~

Louis Armstrong spent some time in the New Orleans Home for Colored Waifs when he was around twelve to thirteen years old.

One day the young bugler’s mother and father, who had gotten his release, came to take him home. 635 more words


Louis "Satchmo" Armstrong: From The Back Of Town

A grandson of slaves, a boy was born in a poor neighborhood of New Orleans known as the “Back of Town.”

His father abandoned the family when the child was an infant; his mother became a prostitute and the boy and his sister had to live with their grandmother. 259 more words

Inspirational Stories

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