We fondly remember the players we have lost along the way.
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
– excerpt, “When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d” by Walt Whitman
Tell all my mourners
To mourn in red —
Cause there ain’t no sense
In my bein’ dead.
– “Wake” by Langston Hughes
When available, clicking on a name below will take you to a page with additional thoughts.Encore Brass Members:
|Mildred Lucile Bennett||Trumpet||2009|
|Dr. John Kyle Richards||Tuba, Guest Clinician & Massed Brass Conductor||2011|
|David Birge Wood||Trumpet & Guest Clinician||2012|