Wednesday, May 1, 2024

the last book I ever read (Satchmo: My Life in New Orleans by Louis Armstrong, excerpt nine)

from Satchmo: My Life in New Orleans by Louis Armstrong:

Clarence loved buttermilk. When the buttermilk man came around hollering “But-ter-milk. But-ter-milk,” Clarence would wake up and say: “Papa, there’s the buttermilk man!”

Clarence was going on two, and he was a cute kid. He became very much attached to me, and since I was a great admirer of kids we got on wonderfully together. He played an important part in my life.

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