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Subject: Re: New topic: Magic Moments
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Date: Fri, 9-Sep-83 13:23:36 EDT
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Posted: Fri Sep  9 13:23:36 1983
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In 1971, while participating in a microprogramming workshop in the south of
France, my wife and I and a German couple went on a drive and stopped
in a village where we were told one could find a man who made a Provencal
instrument called the Galoubet; a small, recorder-like instrument with
four holes played with one hand and varying one's breath.

We arrived in the village on a sleepy Saturday afternoon, parked the car,
and began to search out M. Fabre, the galoubet maker.  We encountered a
man in his 20's walking his bike.  When we asked directions to see M. Fabre,
he asked, "pourquoi?"  When we explained our mission, he replied,
"c'est mon pere."

We followed him through the village to his father's shop where three
men plus M. Fabre were hand building furniture.  After introductions and
explainations, M. Fabre opened a drawer and brought out a pair of
galoubets.  He played one, accompanying himself on a tabour (drum) slung
over one arm.  He then played a galoubet duet with himself!  Finally, he
played a lovely folk melody, which induced the men in the shop to join in
singing.

It was indeed magic; we were all misty-eyed.  (We also each purchased
a galoubet!)

Bob Rosin, ATT-IS, Lincroft, 201-576-3549