mr. chevlin always kept me for private lessons. With him, i
  played every instrument in the band - even that strombophone or
  sousaphone or whatever that thing was. My mother hated it when I
  was bringing that giant thing home. he kept giving me old music
  books -- I think I ended up with three big boxes of stuff from
  him. I guess I was his 7th grade project kid for that year. (and
  actually he wasn't too bad) "

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