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My grandfather's funeral went off without a hitch, thanks mostly to a lot of very hard work my mother did, and very specific written instructions he put down before he died. Pop requested that I play "When the Saints Go Marching In" at the end of the funeral, on my TRUMPET, which I basically haven't touched in 8 years. I found out about this two weeks before the funeral, and played as much as I could every day leading up to it, so I would be able to play. Everything turned out all right...