I kept playing the clarinet and saxophone in public on the street and gradually evolved into mastering the little wooden recorder flute, easy to carry and fun to play. When I was living up at the Harvard Camp tipi site, I passed some dumpsters on the way home one day and inside found a nice little Hopf recorder in a carrying case with a fingering chart. I learned to play it and in about 8 months could whip it out in public for jams and Irish tunes. By this time I was living at my Stillwinds Tipi and rode a little motorcycle into town, or hitched during the big snowstorms.
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