Bear

Long story short, I was in a near fatal car wreck my junoir year of highschool. Coma, broken neck/bones, a year in the hospital, had to learn to walk/talk/eat, said I would never recover or play trumpet again, blah, blah, blah, etc. Frank Coachman, my high school band director was always there, teaching me (not just music but all subjects) and helping me get through things. He quite literally saved my life. I graduated on time (though I couldn't walk the stage) and we still keep in touch to this day. He cared for all his students. There are numerous stories I could tell. He was a bone player but every now and then he'd pull out the bass trumpet and throw down some rock lines that were just great. I love that man, he truly inspired me to continue on my path and now I'm about to graduate with a Master's in music.