She did, and that photo was posted on the internet. Then a gentleman known as "Hairballs" at the Houston Press saw it and used it to ridicule me because I am "pudgy and ruddy faced," and he called me "tubaboy."
My daughters, as you can imagine, did not like people making fun of their dad. But after some lighthearted family discussion in Spain, my children recommended that I go with the flow and use humor to diffuse the mean spiritedness.
I do play the tuba in a very fine band and I believe that music is good for your soul. Playing the tuba and trombone gives me a lot of joy and the people who hear our concerts are uplifted. That's a good thing.
When we moved into our West U bungalow in the 70's, most of the homes were bungalows. When my daughter Catherine designed this blog for me, she was inspired to title it Bungalow Boy for West U City Council. Who am I to question the wisdom of my children?
I am so glad you are running for council. We need more people in our city government who have lived here as long as we have. You have a broader perspective and a longer history in our neighborhood, and you understand what West U. is about. You've got my vote!
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