After donning a flame proof suit I think I will re-post Bloke's story with
the opinion of a current Degree seller-buying delaying adulthood, self esteem having, no money having youth
This is another one of my "work ethic/the snowballing delaying of adulthood/self-esteem vs. achievement/having-no-money-is-a-sucky-excuse" themed posts (which some seem to dislike intensely).
Recently, I spotlighted a high school colleague of mine who played(s) the tuba...Well, this is a "tuba" discussion list... This time, I'd like to spotlight another of our group of high school friends...a trombone player.
Again, I went to a "white trash" high school where very few houses surrounding it (for many-many city blocks) had more than two bedrooms and more than one bathroom. The person on the right grew up in such a house. He was the youngest of four, the only son, and slept in an added-on breezeway behind the (one car) garage. (Most houses in the neighborhood did not have garages.) The house was a bit nicer than most, because his dad actually built the house himself...stick-by-stick/brick-by-brick...(this house:
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A noble usually government-ish position that will provide much better support to a family in terms of medical insurance and likely a pension for the father than most jobs out there today) , and (because that wasn't quite enough money to pay the bills) his mom worked in the record (vinyl...l.p.'s) department at Sears (
At the time of the occurrence of this story I would assume more households than now were single-earner, both parents having to work to make ends meet is not at all extraordinary today even in much more affluent areas and neighborhoods ).
From the 9th grade through the 11th grade, he worked at an ice cream cone place (
meaning he was able to find, and get hired in a job that worked with his student schedule, something that is becoming rare and rarer, regardless of the individual's work ethic) (this place, which still exists:
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In an era when there was no internet or cellphones for a teenager to need to pay for, and in an area of the city that for all it's "white-trashness" probably did not require him to have a car it would be considerably easier to save every penny of the $.99/hour) to buy a King 3B trombone with an F-attachment (no such thing as "discount" pricing back then).(
I have a King 3b with and F attachment, it's a wonderful horn that accomplishes most of what I need it for. If what I need an instrument for is to pursue a career in music please tell me what music shops offer such discount pricing that I could buy a current horn du jour on $8/hour (inflation adjusted $.99/hour) ) He spent most of his time studying (academics) and practicing the trombone. Tragically, a high school friends' (much older..a truck driver who died in a crash in a bag fog) brother died, and he was able to sell the 3B and buy the deceased friends' brother's Conn 88H.(
Indeed tragic, but a series of events completely unrelated to your friend's work-ethic and rugged individualism) Practicing and studying continued.
He graduated salutatorian of his class (of c. 350) with all A's and quite a few A.P. classes (perhaps one less A.P. class than the valedictorian). He entered (the local) university as a music major, but - after a semester - realized he was wasting his time.(
why was this? was it an issue with the local college? did graduating salutatorian not open up opportunities at better schools? A semester in college now can cost $10-20K that's a lot of wasted money to walk away from.) Wishing to be married to his girlfriend and wishing to not be sent to Vietnam (but wishing to not hide out working on a silly degree (
If this young 18 year old was able to recognize that his degree was silly almost immediately it would appear that he hadn't been told that college is the only path to succeed in life every day from day one of grade one) simply for a "deferment"), at age 18 he auditioned into the Continental Army Band (Norfolk, Virginia),(
Enlisting in the armed forces as a musician is also increasingly becoming a career path that is actually hard to get and not just something any 18 year old can go out and do) married his girlfriend, and ditched college.
Today, he's not playing trombone in the Army anymore, but is a power plant manager in Alaska (no...no "degree" in any of that either...just studied, got a job in his mid-20's as a control room operator (
a job that today would probably open to a room with a few hundred applicants with much better resumes than your friend ), and continued to observe, study and learn). His salary, needless to say, is well up in the XXX,XXX range. (
So he's one of the lucky ones who has held a job for a long time and managed to not get laid-off or downsized, it would be nice if more companies did actually reward their employees work performance) He still plays the trombone. A few years ago, he played the Mozart bassoon concert with his local orchestra on his euphonium.
I'm not intending to say that Bloke's friend isn't a hard worker, or isn't a good person, I'm sure he is. However, plucky work-ethic and rugged individualism does not necessarily generate success always. The seeming 'laziness' or 'delaying of adulthood' is not always the fault of the kid.
Ithaca College, B.M. 2009
University of Nebraska - Lincoln, M.M. 2017, D.M.A. 2020
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