Aaron on Trombone

Last summer Meg stopped at a garage sale in the neighborhood, found a trombone, and decided that Aaron was going to join the band. And join the band he did. It's been about nine months since Aaron began that relationship, so I wanted to check in on his progress and share this exclusive interview with him.

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