After the flooding, later that year - 1969

[Martha Skye Martin]

We had been back in our house for some months when 7th grade started. Over the summer we replaced a few yards of dirt that had slide downhill, exposing one of the stilt’s foundations.

I started 7th grade at Mt. Gleason Junior High School in September; my first class was beginning woodwinds which I did not sign up for. The teacher, Mr. Lipschultz, told us too many had signed up for choir and he chose the most responsible names for his class (how can a name be responsible?). I started with the clarinet but my orthodontist said drums or oboe. Over the next three years I got to be not too terrible on the oboe.

[Martha Skye Martin]

Pa was forced to be a hobo

Because he played the oboe

And the oboe it is clearly understood

Is an ill wind that nobody blows good.

            -Sylvia Fine

[Angela]

So odd how we get routed by outside forces into our young lives.  Glad the oboe worked out for you.  Good job.

[Diana E. Backhouse]

I love the sound of the oboe. My elder daughter played oboe for a few years.