When a friend told me he had spotted a street sign in Schaumburg, Illinois named DRUMMER DRIVE, I found this very intresting, not just because of the title of my book, but because this town bears my maiden name. I liked the idea that a girl named Schaumburg married a drummer, and that these two words came together in a street sign I learned about shortly after I had published The Drummer Drives! Everybody Else Rides. Read this post for the rest of the story and a dash of Harry’s street-sign humor.

When he was “hamming it up for me” all those years, Harry never knew how much my snapshots of his silliness would mean to me when he was gone. Here’s a humorous shot of my”4th of July Drummer Boy” one year, showing off his new red drum in very imaginative dress.