Dad wandered into my room at 6:40 and said, "Maynard Ferguson is playing at MHS tonight. There are still some tickets available." Go to a concert alone? See a jazz legend? Hell yeah! I ran down to the school, bought a ticket, and was in line by 7. I'd seen his band play before, and what I remember most was the crazy drum solo. This time,
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