[Dixielandjazz] "Old Names" was "Valve Bone"

[Marty Nichols]

I found a University Of Chicago site on line called "The Robert Peck Donation" It is a list of venues in Chicago that featured dixie jazz in the 40s-50s and 60s.
  http://www.lib.uchicago.edu/e/su/cja/pecks1.html
   
  You will find a host of the greater (and lesser) lights of the dixie jazz scene in Chicago. At that time it was common for the personnel in a small band to be listed in ads. Imagine listing all the guys in Welks band at the time. ???
  I guess we were "stars" LOL
  Marty Nichols
  http://myspace.com/freemarty
   
  Don Ingle wrote:
   
  "Again the great name drop goes on. Ain't it fun.
I met Bobby when I first went to Jazz Ltd. and had a room in an apt. 
near Broaday and Lawrence and he stayed there as well. Nice player -- a
 
sweet sounding style and no frills cornet that made every note count. I
 
only met Danny Alvin once, but when I worked with Joe Marsala I heard 
dozens of Alvin stories. I used to go into the 1111 Club under the L on
 
Bynmar (SP.) mant times when I was still going to college in Michigan 
and used to come to town to catch some jazz. (That club never carded 
anyone over 15.) At that time Del Lincoln (Bert Arronson) was on
 cornet, 
and another great player.. When I was a kid (and a Chicago-born one at 
that), he and his wife Alene and daughter Patty lived in the same 
apartment building as my family did and we were all close friends.
Of course there was the squirrelly one, Hey Hey Humphries,  a good 
drummer with more than a few loose screws. They finally shipped him out
 
to a state funny farm downstate around Matoon, but he was a
 memory-maker 
first class. Between his side show antics and Brunis playing trombone 
with his feet it was a real twilight zone of trad jazz but had its
 moments.
Send me your mailing address off line and I will slip you something
 with 
Mr. Hedges and I sharing some fun at a Jazz at Noon session you might 
appreciate.
Hope the eyes are doing okay. I will be having a cateract taken out on 
one eye this spring. Getting to the point of my reading with a Popeye 
look -- one eye lid scrunched tight.
Hell -- got good use of the old one for 77 years, so a new lens may
 make 
me gain a younger outlook on things.
I do keep in touch with Wayne Jones and a few of the old Chicago gang. 
Hope to see them this spring when we head over to the BigWindy for a 
week of obsessive behavior at several old watering holes.
Nice to hear those old friends' names. It brings some warm thoughts.
Don Ingle"