Claudio, our conversations we had together. How many times they went beyond the trumpet? All those conversations, trumpet and otherwise are forever in my memory and framed into the perspective of your warmth and kindness.
Those many trips down to SoHo to jam and record with your colleagues are forever engraved in my mind. What fun we had, and Oh how we learned.
And when you shared for me to play that street trumpet you were so proud of and bought for only $25, then gave it to me to play, you accepted my comment, "Claudio, it sounds like a $25 trumpet." Then you gave me a mouthpiece to exchange for mine.... your magic (knowledge of the horn) turned that piece into a gem. Then you you wisked me from your Manhattan apartment and paid once again, cab fare as you lead me onto a mouthpiece safari for my Olds Recording. On that trip, you introduced me to Jarome Callete, who made a piece for me from scratch. Never had to use the microphone again when I played with my sextet on 53rd and Lexington for my Friday evening gigs. Again, you will be forever in my mind.
You are truly be missed, my friend from Rio!