My hands bled too
Fran Hoepfner

I played drums in the kindergarten band

I have poor motor skills, and have never been much good with my hands. Long story short, I must have been lousy at my job in the band. One day they gave my drumsticks to a girl who was a better drummer. Her last name was Garnier. Don’t recall her first name. I wish her well, wherever she is. Who knows, she might have made a career out of drumming.

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