When I was a kid I played 1st chair trumpet. Not sure how I got into it but I think it’s because my father, who was (and always will be) a Marine, would make us stop the second we hear TAPS playing. All hats came off, our backs straightened up and we saluted in the direction of where the music was coming from. I remember sometimes feeling embarrassed if we were in public outside a military installation cause civilians looked at us like “what the f$&@??” But my father has always been resolute. He