He didn't say. He just waved at the band. He come in, everybody crowd him. There's Louis. [Expletive deleted], you couldn't get to him. It was 10-deep around him. He'd inch his way. "Come on in, Louis. " He was a hero, man, [expletive deleted]. They come to the front of the stand, and they talking and they making over him, and he's going for that. He like that. He's smiling, "Hey, hey. " Laughing, "That's what I . . . What you say? " Everybody's trying to get his, shake his hand, like they do a hero. So they said, Play us something, Pops Foster. Play us something, Pops Foster. " There was a horn there. There was a band that played. We played also, but there was a band there playing. They had a little trumpet player supposed to be a bitch in Chicago. He . . . His horn was there, see. So my mother . . . so what? . . . he said. . . So they said, "Give me . . . give me that . . . get that horn for Louis. " It was right there. So I just took the horn and handed it to the people. I didn't think nobody would begrudge Louis Armstrong blowing their horn. That was a honor for the [? (inaudible)]. Boy. [laughter] Louis played When You're Smiling. Blowing. It tore up the house. They're still screaming. So when we got off, the band come on, and I don't know how the horn got back to the stand. So this little guy told me, this trumpet player said, "Who told you to give Louis Armstrong my [expletive deleted] horn? What you do? Why? Man, that is vicious, boy," that I handed Louis the horn. I didn't think it was . . . I thought the horn was blessed, like the Pope had blessed it. [laughter]. He's going to raise all that. "Why you . . . " So Lee Collins say, "Aw, man. Come on, man. Don't talk to this fool. " Lee Collins. This little guy about so high. Lee Collins six feet tall. "Come on, man. Talk to this fool who don't want Louis Armstrong to play his horn. That horn is got a smile on its face. It never, first time it's really been played. " Or some kind of remark like that. And that's it. I can't think of his name. He was supposed to be a great trumpet player around Chicago. Milt Hinton knew his name. I tell Milt Hinton about it. Milt Hinton say he was a evil little [expletive deleted]. So that was Louis's deal. Louis went to the table with all them fast-living people, them pimps and them sporting women from New Orleans. They brought all that from New Orleans to Chicago. Whole families moved over there, was involved in the meat business. I enjoyed that stay.