Sherri Vandyke
One of the many things I loved about dad was his trumpet playing! Listening to the joyful music come out of his horn made me very happy! As a young child I remember running around dancing & jumping for joy! ( With the exception of those early 6:20 am wake up calls). So now, every time I hear the sound of a trumpet, my ears perk up and I can hear him play again!!!!! Love & miss him deeply, Sherr Lee*
