- My sister only had a snare drum.
So my dad hounded around
to people that he knew that were musicians and
he found a bass drum.
Well, she became so good on that,
that when we played at dances or some occasion,
she'd all at once went bang and
that stick flew up in the air just as high she could throw it
and it kept on coming right down.
This one was still going.
She'd grab that stick and never miss a beat.
People got so they would know that she did that and
would be playing at a dance or something and
she'd say, "Helen, hit it!"
And she'd bang--
that stick would just fly right up in the air and come down.
She'd grab it and just keep right on playing.
They got such a kick out of that.