Who told you that life is over when you have passed sixty?
When I was 12 years old, I had to deal with the fact, that my saved money did’nt match the price of the Silver Saxophone in the local Music Store…
I walked out of the shop with a Trumpet matching my saved money…
Many decades later, and pushed by a good friend who had given up his carrier as saxplayer, I started one of the most giving projects in my life…