Henry Pagaud, a clarinet player, came to my house and knocked on the door. My mother invited him in. He introduced himself and explained to me and my mother that he had an out-of-town job, “three days in Miss’sippi,” and wanted me to go on this trip with him. Henry explained that we would play three nights at five dollars a night, for the colored people in the city of Crystal Springs. Mother said, alright, I could go.
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