Johnny Spence answered the phone on his bedside table. “This better be good.” “Johnny it’s Kate.” “Kate?” “Kate Asher.” “No Kate I know it’s you but at six in the morning?” “Johnny I have bad news.” “Ohhh… what?” “I’m at the UCLA Medical Center.” “You okay?” “No it’s not me. It’s Stewart and Paul.” “Miller […]
It had rained just before dawn and the Plaza glistened in the morning sunlight. Elusive notions coursed through Ethan’s thoughts as he sipped his morning cup. ‘Magic’, he thought. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath and exhaled, uttering “Coffee”. “Coffee?” said a gentle voice from behind. Turning, he saw Sally approaching. “Good morning,” […]
The SS Capulet steamed westward on the Mediterranean Sea, fifty miles north of the coast of Lybia. Stripped to the waist in the heat of the ship’s hold, Ethan shoveled coal into the boiler. This was one of many tasks he performed in his duties aboard the vessel. Two months had passed since he signed […]
The night train from London arrived at the Munich terminal on a morning in late September. Ethan Wells stepped onto the platform, shouldered his pack and walked into the main building. Once inside he observed countless people going about their business. Many stood in lines at ticket windows. Others were having food and drinks on […]
The telephone rang on the kitchen wall. Vera Wells answered. “Hello?” “Mrs. Wells it’s Kate.” “Hello Kate, how’ve you been?” “Good, good… I just got another post card from Ethan.” “I did too.” “Want to meet for coffee? Compare notes?” “Sure Kate, I’d love to.” “The Pancake House?” “In […]
New Orleans experienced its first snowfall in seventy-six years. That night a cold wind blew through the streets and alleys of the French Quarter, yet Bourbon Street was alive with celebrants braving the elements to observe the coming of the New Year. At The Fairmont Hotel on Canal Street the dance floor was crowded with […]
On a Monday afternoon in late October Ethan Wells and Ronnie Redmond sat in the front seat of Ronnie’s brand new 1962 Ford Galaxie. Ronnie pressed the button activating the reverb effect on the radio. It created a concert hall sound effect within the car. “Wow.” said Ethan. “Cool, isn’t it.” The car was parked […]
The party continued well into the evening. There were more than thirty guests in attendance. Held at the Bel Air home of Hans and Johanna Austerman they were celebrating their daughter Barbara’s graduation from UCLA. Out on the spacious patio Ethan played the drums in the jazz quartet, which was the evening’s entertainment. His brother […]
Over the next two years Ethan continued his drumming, practicing at home every afternoon and working hard at developing energetic drum solos. He enrolled every semester in Miss Marlowe’s band and orchestra classes where he consistently earned A grades. Miss Marlowe was especially fond of him for both his excellent drumming and his commitment to […]
Ethan practiced on his drums every day. In the basement room of his home he would play records and accompany the music. His parents had asked around about drumming teachers but there were none to be found. They encouraged him to just stick with it and to keep doing what felt right to him. At […]