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You Should Have Been There

25 June 2026


As I pointed out last weekend in
Music for Flag Day 
it's a general rule that
outdoor photos of town bands
come in two types –
bunches or lines.
Last week's unknown band was a line. 







Today I offer a brass band posed in a bunch.

or to use the technical term,

a clump. 






The photographer has taken care
to get good light,
placing the fifteen bandsmen
and one mascot,
on a shady slope in a grove of trees.

As noted in a caption on the photo postcard
and on the bass drum
they are the Elizabeth Band
of Elizabeth, Illinois.

 


The card was sent to
Miss Olive Nash
of Stockton, Ill.






                        Sun. Oct. 1, 1911.
                        Dear Olive   Rec'id your
                        last card Thurs A.M.;
                        when I was waiting for
                        the excursion train,
                        You were mistaken about
                        me not having a hat
                        on, in that picture; I
                        am at the other side of
                        the picture with a black
                        hat on.  On the other
                        side of this card is a
                        picture of the Elizabeth
                        Band ! !  The little darling
                        in the middle of the
                        picture, who has no hat or
                        uniform on, is myself.    ↩

                                        I have, also, four brothers in
                                        in the picture, so you see, it
                                        is well worth keeping! (?)
                                        We intended to come up to that
                                                                        ball game
                                        today, but the immortal gods
                                        have upset our plans.  Maybe
                                        there will be another to go to, soon.    ↩
 
                                                            We saw Clara, Naomi and a 
                                                            Miss Cook at the Fair.  You
                                                            should have been there and     ↩

                                                                            got a Merry-Go-Round ride.

                                                                            We may be up to leave some 
                                                                            candy at the schoolhouse
                                                                            for you some sunday.  What other
                                                                            girls have you at school that Ross 
                                                                            or Bert could give candy to?     ↩
                                                                                                            Sherm W.     ↩

                                                                                        This card is in
                                                                                        one of my 
                                                                                        classy
                                                                                        envelopes




Elizabeth, Illinois is a village 150 miles west of Chicago on the way to Dubuque, Iowa, about 10 miles east of the Mississippi River. In 1910 it had a population of around 703 citizens, a bit more than its current population of 694. The village was the site of the Apple River Fort, a frontier fortification built by settlers during the 1832 Black Hawk War. During a fierce battle with  warriors from the Sauk and Meskwaki tribes, a pioneer woman named Elizabeth Armstrong, rallied the other settlers to fight back. Afterwards the community decided to honor her bravery by naming the village Elizabeth. 

Which four bandsmen were Sherm's brothers?




This is my contribution to Sepia Saturday
where sometimes no one
is really sure what's going on.


Music for Flag Day

20 June 2026

 

As a general rule
outdoor photos of town bands
come in two types –
bunches or lines.
The musicians might be arranged
in an orderly or haphazard fashion,
depending on the fastidiousness
of the photographer or the leader of the group,
but it's still either rows or clumps of people.







My favorites are vintage photos of small bands
which assembled near a residential home.
    It adds an element of time and place
which is absent in photos of a band
posed in front of a stone wall or park bandstand.







Most photographs of this kind
were taken on special occasions,
often on a summer's day
when the band's musicians wore
their best uniforms.
If the light was good
and the camera well focused
it becomes a portrait of individuals
as well as of an ensemble. 







This brass band of thirteen players
chose to stand in a line for their group photo.
They are on the grassy lawn of a large two-story house
built in a 19th century style called "Steamboat Gothic"
with a grand porch accentuated by fancy turned posts,
spandrels, balustrades, and millwork brackets.
The musicians are of various ages 
with a handful of boys and girls in their teens.
Their caps and uniform coatss are decent quality with 
braided knots on the cuffs and around the buttons.  
Standing center on the porch behind them
is an older man, age 60+,  holding an American flag.



This large albumen photo, mounted on card stock 11 x 10 inches,
has no photographer's imprint to identify where it was taken.
However neatly written on the back
are the names of the band's musicians. 
I believe the names top to bottom correspond
to the players left to right since the only female names
for the two girls are Lynn and Edd.
          • Harry Reynolds
          • Neil Reynolds
          • Lloyd Hill
          • Lynn Hill
          • Martin Wilder
          • Edd Brown
          • William Schade
          • August Hinz
          • Percy Townsend
          • Semore Reynolds
          • Ola Higbee
          • Grover Johnson
          • John Johnson
          • Arron Holben  Holding flag
Despite my best efforts searching for these names
in Ancestry.com and newspaper archives
I've been unable to find the solution to the puzzle
of where they are standing.
The names are just too common.

And so, for now anyway, this small town band
must otherwise remain unknown. 
My best guess as to its date is roughly late 1890s to early 19o0s.




But that flag is a hint that this photo
commemorates a holiday concert by the band.
It might be May 30th, Memorial Day,
once known as Decoration Day.
Of it could be July 4th, Independence Day,
commonly called the Fourth of July.

But I think is might be June 14th, Flag Day,
the day set aside to honor the adoption
of the flag of the United States on June 14, 1777. 





Storm Flag raised at Fort Sumter
Source: Wikipedia

Flag Day was first proposed in 1861
not long after the attack by Confederate forces
on Fort Sumter, the island fortress which guarded 
the harbor of Charleston, South Carolina.  
On 13 April 1861, after a relentless bombardment,
Fort Sumter's Federal Army commander, Major Robert Anderson,
was compelled to lower Fort Sumter's flag and surrender.
Thus began four years of America's terrible Civil War. 

I will let Fort Sumter's flag's Wikipedia entry tell the rest of the story:

Anderson brought the flag to New York City for an April 20, 1861, patriotic rally, where it was flown from the equestrian statue of George Washington in Union Square. More than 100,000 people thronged Manhattan's Union Square in what was, by some accounts, the largest public gathering in the country up to that time. The flag was then taken from town to town, city to city throughout the North, where it was frequently "auctioned" to raise funds for the war effort. Any patriotic citizen who won the flag at auction was expected to immediately donate it back to the nation, and it would promptly be taken to the next rally to repeat its fundraising magic. The flag was a widely known patriotic symbol for the North during the war.

On April 14, 1865, four years and one day after the surrender and as part of a celebration of the Union victory, Anderson (by then a retired and sickly major general), raised the flag in triumph over the battered remains of the fort. Author Shelby Foote quotes Anderson as saying, "I thank God that I have lived to see this day," as he took the flagpole's halyards in his hands.

The Rev. Henry Ward Beecher was the principal orator at the 1865 celebration, and gave a lengthy speech, as was the custom of the day. He said in conclusion:

"On this solemn and joyful day, we again lift to the breeze our fathers’ flag, now, again, the banner of the United States, with the fervent prayer that God would crown it with honor, protect it from treason, and send it down to our children.... Terrible in battle, may it be beneficent in peace [and] as long as the sun endures, or the stars, may it wave over a nation neither enslaved nor enslaving.... We lift up our banner, and dedicate it to peace, Union, and liberty, now and forevermore." — Rev. Henry Ward Beecher

Later that night President Lincoln would be shot at Ford's Theatre.
 



* * * * * * * * * * * * *



Flag Day was never a big celebration in the United States since it was initially scheduled in June boxed in-between larger more memorable patriotic holidays. But some states, mainly in the north, did continue this tradition of honoring our flag's anniversary on 14 June. While I can't confirm that this little brass band's photo is connected to this holiday, there is no evidence that it isn't either. So let's pretend that long ago Major Anderson's flag inspired Uncle Holben to join the fight to protect the Union and our flag. 







This is my contribution to Sepia Saturday
where parades only work 
if everyone marches in the same direction.


Porch Music - The Band at Clear Lake, Iowa

11 April 2026

 
 Cedar Rapids, Iowa
The Gazette
5 August 1907 

  With the Interviewer  

   “It seems to me that the larger brass bands throughout the country are losing much of their old time popularity, and I believe it is all their own fault,” said a gentleman at one of the local outdoor concerts recently.  “I am told that two or three of the big traveling bands have been forced to go out of business this season because they failed to draw crowds, and when a brass band can’t draw a crowd there is something wrong somewhere. 

    "In my opinion the trouble is in the music the bands are playing.  It doesn’t have enough ginger in it.  The leaders of the big bands, and some of the small ones, seem to have fallen into the idea that it is undignified or unprofessional to play popular music, or even marches with a ‘get up and git’ swing to them.  Go to almost any band concert nowadays and you will hear a program of classical overtures and grand opera music with high sounding d**o titles that the ordinary mortal cannot understand any more than he can understand the music when it is played.  The music drags along as though it would never end, and were it not for the fact that the drummer occasionally takes a smash at a Chinese gong or something of the kind the audience could hardly be kept awake.  



    "Why is it that a minstrel show band will always draw a crowd quicker and receive more applause than any other musical organization on earth?  It is simply because the crowd knows that this class of bands play nothing but fast music and every man blows his horn as if his life depended on how much noise he made.  This kind of music may not be classical and it may not be played correctly, but it is the kind the people like.  

    "I was up to Clear Lake a couple of days ago and attended a band concert that was given in one of the parks there by a local organization.  The park in the vicinity of the band stand was simply jammed with people, and everyone of them was there for no other purpose than to hear that little twenty piece band play.  I have heard all of the big ones in the country, but I want to say that I never heard a band concert in my life that I enjoyed as much as I did the music that was rendered by that little Clear Lake band.  They did not play popular music either, but the music they did play had a go to it that made the blood run a little faster in your veins.   Every man played as though he meant it, and at no time was two-thirds of the band sitting gazing out over the crowd while one or two so called soloists ran up and down the scale in a way that gets on the peoples’ nerves.  

    "Sousa has the most famous band in the whole world, and for no other reason than that he plays the kind of music the people like.  Who ever heard that splendid organization play the ‘Stars and Stripes Forever’ without thinking it was the best thing he ever heard and would gladly travel miles to hear it again."

^*^

The preceding article is a rare first person interview of someone who attended a concert by a band in one of my photos. The gentleman is not identified but the editor of the Cedar Rapids Gazette thought it a music critique worthy enough to include in a weekly feature of the newspaper. The publication date of 5 August 1907 was only a week after this postcard was mailed from Clear Lake, Iowa.  



The twelve men in this band are mostly brass players but with four clarinetists, I suppose it could be categorized as a concert band. They are all wearing a simple bandsmen uniform except for one, the older cornet player seated second from right, who has a different suit jacket. So I think this is likely the band's leader. They are seated on the wide steps of a porch that I suspect is a hotel/inn or maybe a boarding house. The photographer wrote a caption in the lower corner:  Clear Lake, IA. 

Clear Lake, Iowa is a small city situated on the eastern side of Clear Lake, a large body of spring-fed water of approximately 3,684 acres (15 km2) that was once the summer home to the Dakota and Winnebago American Indians. In the 1850s white settlers came to the region and Clear Lake was incorporated in 1871 when the town had a population of around 800 citizens. At the time the beauty of the lake was already attracting many summer residents from Des Moines and Minneapolis–Saint Paul. The city created a lakeside recreation park and built its first bandstand in 1877 which began a long tradition of summer band concerts. From 1878 newspapers from around the state made mention of a Clear Lake Silver Cornet Band as a special feature of the town. 

This postcard was sent on 28 June 1907 from Clear Lake, Iowa to Miss Julia Willand in Mason City, Iowa, which is just 9 ½ miles east of the lake. Ten days before, on Tuesday, 18 June, Clear Lake hosted the Marshalltown Retail Grocer's association annual outing with around "850 grocers and their families, clerks, and others" who traveled by two special trains from Marshalltown which is about 100 miles south of Clear Lake. The journey took a bit over three hours, a newspaper report noting, "Neither accident nor incident happened...to mar the pleasure of the day." 

During the early afternoon there was a baseball game, though the grandstand seating was insufficient for the number of people. The grocers' association also arranged athletic events including several 50 yard dashes for boys, girls, men, and women; a fishing contest won by a husband and wife with two pickerel fish 3 lbs each; a walking race for grocers over age fifty; a tug-of-war for grocers, and a second one for grocers' wives; and a distance guessing contest. Music for the day was furnished by the Clear Lake Band which also played for a dance in the park's pavilion later that evening.  

Evidently, according to the anonymous critic from Cedar Rapids, the little Clear Lake Band sounded pretty good.


Well how are to day  I  spose you
feal all right and so do I am feal
-ing sleepy to-day.  ever thing look dante (?)
Write soon   H. H. D.


The last four words of the third line are very difficult to decipher.
The word "ever" might be "does" but the next word doesn't fit logically.
But the last two are a real puzzle as there are few five letter words that end in "nte".
My guess is that it's a misspelling of "dandy"
Any ideas? Please leave a comment below. 



The message seems innocent enough but it has a curious quality, let's call it a hint of romance, that made me wonder about the recipient, Miss Julia Willand. She was born in Iowa in 1872 of Norwegian parents. In the 1900 census she lived in Brit, Iowa and listed her occupation as Laundress. In the 1907 city directory for Mason City she lived and worked at 221 Jackson as a domestic. Sometime in the summer of 1907 she got a day off and went to Clear Lake park to hear the band, and maybe met someone there. Did she send a reply soon after? Maybe. 

A year later on 26 October 1908, Julia Gurine Willand married Harry Herbert Durr — H. H. D.

1909 Mason City, IA city directory
Durr, Harry H (Julia)

Harry was a foreman at the M. C. Bottling Co.. He was born in Iowa in 1882. As far as I can determine, Harry and Julia lived out their lives in Mason City and had no children. Harry died in 1944 at age 61, and Julia in 1949 at age 77. 

I could not find any report that Harry ever played a musical instrument so I don't know that he was pictured in this postcard. But I suspect he and Julia enjoyed many concerts of the Clear Lake Band and remembered that summer of 1907 with great fondness. 




I was assisted in my detective work by a later relation of Harry and Julia who recorded some of their life facts into Ancestry.com. Surprisingly, Julia's age varied quite a lot. In 1900 she was age 24, supposedly born in 1876. In 1907 on her marriage license she was age 34. In the 1910 census she found a fountain of youth and became 27 again. In 1920 after a decade, the census taker recorded her age as 38. In 1930 apparently the fountain had dried up and she was now 58, eleven years older than Harry. And in 1940 the spring of youth returned and she was 54 years old, three years younger than her husband. As every genealogist learns, never trust a record as a fact.  









This is my contribution to Sepia Saturday
where everyone is showing off their new old house.



A Band on the Roof

22 November 2025

 
                When this old world starts getting me down
                    And people are just too much for me to face
                I climb way up to the top of the stairs
                    And all my cares just drift right into space
                
                On the roof, it's peaceful as can be
                    And there the world below can't bother me
                





                Let me tell you now                
                When I come home feelin' tired and beat
                    I go up where the air is fresh and sweet 
                I get away from the hustling crowd
                    And all that rat race noise down in the street 






                 On the roof, the only place I know
                    Where you just have to wish to make it so
                Oh, let's go up on the roof






               At night the stars put on a show for free
                    And darling, you can share it all with me
                        I keep on telling you

                




                Right smack dab in the middle of town
                    I've found a paradise that's trouble proof 
                So if this world starts getting you down
                    There's room enough for two
               
                 Up on the roof, everything is all right
                    Up on the roof, oh, come on, baby
                        Up on the roof
                Everything is all right
                    Everything is all right
                        Everything is all right
                            Up on the roof


Up On The Roof
Words and Music
by Gerry Goffin and Carole King 




The name and place of this brass band
(the two little E-flat clarinets don't count)
is unknown.
All we can see on this postcard photo
is a line of 19 bandsmen and friends
perched precariously along an upper floor ledge of a building.
That's not a common site for a bandstand.
The strange illusion is caused, I think,
by a canvas awning hanging below their feet
and a telephone line just over their heads.
It likely dates sometime around 1905-1915. 


Carole King's song "Up On The Roof",
originally recorded by The Drifters in 1962,
seemed appropriate to accompany this photo. 
Here is a great performance of it 
with both Carole King and James Taylor
at a benefit concert in Boston on 30 May 2013
for the victims of the Boston Marathon bombing.













This is my contribution to Sepia Saturday
where building bridges is a useful thing to do.





The Watsonville Ladies' Band

15 November 2025

 
A camera sees only the light.
But a photographer sees the faces.
 






With so much white fabric and shiny brass
getting the contrast right is a challenge.








The lens focuses on highlights and radiance.
But a photographer's attention is drawn to a single moment







From just a small smile or a little head tilt
they instantly recognize it and click the shutter.

A moment of time is preserved on film.







The little girls, surely twins. sit attentively in front of a band of twenty women and one man. The women, all in white dresses, hold mostly brass instruments with a few drums and four clarinets. Though there are a few teenage faces, most of the women look older in their 20s and 30s. It's an engaging group photo only marred by a slightly fuzzy print which I have sharpened and corrected for fading. 

The man has no instrument but is positioned in the back row center, the usual place for a band's director. A woman standing next to him holds a long staff with a bow tied to the end, a common parade mace seen in other women's bands of this era. There is no caption to identify the ensemble but an unexpected bonus is having three names written on the postcard photo—Pearl, Lena, Mama.

The postcard was sent from Watsonville, California on December 22, 1910. It was addressed to Mrs. Birdie Stuart of Nampa, Idaho, just 20 miles west of Boise.



Merry Christmas
from Hattie
117 First St.
Watsonville Calif.


Watsonville is a city in Santa Cruz County, California, on the coast of Monterey Bay. In 1910 it had a population of 4,446 and a well-established newspaper which provided answers about this group. The ladies of Watsonville first organized a brass band in the summer of 1910. By June they had 18 members, both single and married women, and had engaged Mr. Edgar A. Ball, a talented cornetist and employee of the "Ford Company", a local business, to be their leader. A report in the Watsonville newspaper listed the officers of the new band and the secretary was Miss Pearl Mather. Surely this might be the young woman with the euphonium that is identified on the photo. This clue inspired me to do some detective work to solve the other names on the post card. 

In August 1910 the ladies held a supper party following one of their band's practice sessions. It was just the type of local social event to get noticed by Watsonville's newspaper, The Pajaronian, (named after Watsonville's location in the Pajaro Valley south of Santa Cruz.)  Reports like this always contain long lists of guests, which is always a useful resource for photo detectives like myself.


Watsonville CA Pajaronian
18 August 1910

      BAND BANQUETTE.

Bright Bazooists Behave Beautifully
      Besides Blowing Bravely.        
                                      
      (From Thursday's daily.)      
  The Ladies' Band held practice at their last meeting at the home of Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Peckham, and when business was concluded Mrs. Peckham opened the dining room and there was discovered a feast of a la Fairmount ready to be consumed, and the way those band ladies consumed it indicated that the business of blowing bugles is not such a soft snap as some suppose and that there is more or less appetite producing exercise in the practice.
  Miss Pearl Mather was toastmistress, and all of the young ladies contributed to the fun of the event with a short story or a joke.
  The participating members, host and guests were: 
  Pearl Mather, Edna Jefsen, Myrtle Byer, Lena Mather, Alice Byer, Mildred Sandberg, Lois Jefsen, Dorothy Butterfield, Carmen Mortizia, Frances Fowler, Ray Fowler, Irma Kapherner,Marie Rudebeck, Agnes Case, Irene Hopkins, Hattie George, Mrs. Byer, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Peckham, Mr. and Mrs. Ball, Elwood G. Lammiman and Mrs. George.


Pearl Mather was 21 and worked as a bookkeeper for the telephone company. Lena, the clarinetist back row center, was her sister Magdalene Mather, three years younger. In the 1910 census Pearl and Lena were listed as living in Alameda, California with their parents, about 90 miles north of Watsonville next to Oakland. But Pearl also appeared in the Watsonville census as a boarder so perhaps the sisters lived together that summer.

The writer who wished Mrs. Stuart a Merry Christmas was named Hattie, and I think it is Hattie George, another member of this band at the party. In the 1910 census for Watsonville, Hattie was age 26 and employed as a "stenographer" for a "packing company". She lived in Watsonville with just her mother Sadie George, age 51. In other reports of the band Hattie is listed as a trombonist, so she might be the young woman standing behind Pearl or the other trombonist standing on the right. It seems likely that Hattie would assume that Mrs. Stuart would recognize her in the photo but not her two friends, Pearl and Lena, and possibly not her mother—"Mama"—Sadie George. 

I think this  makes a promising hypothesis, but I may have it wrong. In 1910 Mrs. George and Hattie lived at 36 Jefferson St. not on First Street. Today First Street is more of a trade and industry area, so Hattie may have used a business address where she worked. Then again, Pearl and Lena's mother was also named Hattie, so perhaps she was staying in Watsonville that winter and sent the postcard of her daughter's new band to her friend in Idaho. Maybe it's another Hattie altogether. In which case, who is "Mama" behind the bass drum? Is she the mother of the twins? That woman's serious gaze does appear to be directed towards them. And what are their names? Oh, well. Not every mystery can be solved. 





Watsonville CA Pajaronian
18 August 1910


In the same edition as the newspaper's report on their party, the Watsonville Ladies Concert Band also announced their first concert would be on October 3rd at the Watsonville Opera House. 

On that day the theater was packed with friends and families. The Opera House was also equipped with a projector and screen, a relatively new entertainment medium, so short films were shown too. The musical program began with a national air, "America"; followed by a march, "Plantation'; an overture "The Valley of Apples"; a song and dance schottische, "Watermelon Vine"; a cornet solo played by their bandleader E. A. Ball; an "illustrated song" accompanied by a silent film; a waltz, "Moonlight on the Pajaro"; and the finale, "Victory'; ending with the "Star Spangled Banner". 

The newspaper's review gave fulsome praise to the soloists and especially to the band's musicians. "Their training and practice has been thorough and exacting yet of short duration and their work last evening was more than creditable.  It was almost perfect.  Each and every member of the band handled the various musical instruments as do artists and not once did the band falter or lag in the rendition of a selection." 

From this success a second concert of the Watsonville Ladies Concert Band was scheduled for February 1911. That performance was equally well received, despite a few blemishes, but it encouraged the women to strive for even more. The band took on some new members and ordered "natty uniforms". In June they announced that henceforth they would be called the Lady Hussars Concert Band. 

For that summer of 1911 the band's business manager secured dates at theaters and parks outside of Watsonville in towns around the area. They played for a beach park in Capitola; accompanied a road trip of Watsonville town boosters; and were featured at a county apple festival. The band's roster was often listed and Hattie George, trombonist, was with the band, but Pearl and Lena Mather seem to have dropped from the group.


Hollister CA Free Lance
6 September 1911


In September they were booked at the Opal Theatre in Hollister. A new photo of the band was printed in the theater notice, with the women all dressed in wonderful "hussar" uniforms (though Hussars, originally a Hungarian light cavalry unit, seldom wore skirts). The program was 2 hours long with vocal and instrumental solos, dances, and marches played around a feature picture show: "Capt. Kate, the Animal Trainer's Daughter", one of Tom Mix's first films. Ticket prices were 25, 35, and 50 cents.


Lady Hussars Concert Band
of Watsonville, California
Source: Pajarovalleyhistory.org  


Here is another photo of the Lady Hussars Concert Band, a variation of the one printed for the theater notice, from the archives of the Pajaro Valley historical society. Arranged around a plaza are 24 women wearing dark uniforms with hussar style capes, tunics with military braid, and white fur busbies with tall plumes. Mr. Ball is similarly dressed but with a taller white busby. At first I missed him in this photo as he's a bit camouflaged in a black and white print. See if you can spot him. He is better positioned on the left in the newspaper photo. This quasi Central European military fashion was imitated in this era by numerous women's bands. But in August 1914 they quickly disappeared as the Great War in Europe made such imperial Germanic traditions very politically incorrect. 

Despite several rave reports of the band's concerts that summer, there must have been a hidden tension between the band's director, Mr. Edgar Atholburt Ball, and the business manager, Mr. J. D. Madaugh. By November 1911 their disagreements reached a flash point and both Madaugh and Ball abruptly resigned. Ball had also been engaged by a boys band in Watsonville which he  dropped at the same time. By December he was hired to form a traditional men's band in Santa Barbara.  

The Watsonville Lady Hussars Concert Band engaged another man, Elmer J. Whipple, as a replacement. Elmer was a pianist at the Watsonville opera house and his wife played in the band, too. But the band was now reduced to only 15 members and Mr. Whipple failed to inspire new members. By the end of the year the Lady Hussars Band had folded. 




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A story like this happens all the time with musical groups. A daydream is shared with friends and coalesces into a idea. Enthusiasm drives a plan forward, perhaps helped by a trained guide. Practice builds teamwork which is often its own reward. And accomplishments bring praise and recognition. But acclaim sparks ambitions and fuels egos. Conflict incites division and without a resolution that first dream disintegrates. 

Women in the olden times endured many severe strictures in society, many that limited their personal freedom, dignity, and potential. Music became one of their few outlets for individual expression and creativity. On my blog I've featured several stories on photos of women's bands and orchestras like the Watsonville Ladies Concert Band. They all share similar bright faces with often happy smiles. In this era starting a band for young women or girls was more than just an outlet for recreation. It offered an opportunity for young ladies to share a love of music with other women. It was surely fun while it lasted.

I like to believe that somewhere in California, stored away in a forgotten trunk in a dusty old attic, is a fancy embroidered cape and a fuzzy white fur hat. A memento of a long ago summer of making music with friends. 




 






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