Recently I discovered that an organization called Bugles Across America, or something like that, was soliciting trumpet players to participate in the playing of Taps on Memorial Day to honor our war dead and veterans. I never got around to filling out any paper work or joining the group formally, but considering the activity a most worthy endeavor, I decided to participate. At 3 PM yesterday afternoon, I marched to a central location in our apartment complex, pointed my horn at the merry makers down by the complex swimming pool/bar-b-que area, and serenaded them with Taps. It wasn't because of the excellence of the trumpeter, but rather because of the excellence of the trumpet, Taps never sounded more beautiful (according to feed back from some of the listeners). But regardless of the quality of the music, for a few brief moments, everyone within hearing was reminded of the reason for the holiday. I've decided playing taps on Memorial Day is going to be a personal tradition from now on. I wish someone had given me the idea a long time ago.