Group Sax... In Jazz

My son is leaving middle school and it reminds me of my youth. The fears and hopes of high school, along with being one step closer to adulthood. I'm tiring to secure Billy Kid to give the commencement speech at the local dog obedience school. Speaking of... Billy's first dog was a kitty "up on the plateau, they don't know any different" named Carl. But like most of his motorbikes, he had to bury the cat after only a couple of weeks of use.