Ode To The Invisible Trumpet
by Gina Valley
My 13 year old son, let’s call him by his self-chosen name, “Oh Yeah, I Forgot About That,” plays the trumpet.
He got this self-chosen moniker due to his choice in answers to the post-school queries I’ve learned to ask him while still in the school parking lot each day, so as to avoid making three different trips back to the school for forgotten items:
“Did you bring your math homework?”