I’m not a musician. I love music more than anything, but I never learned to play an instrument. I attribute part of that to my very short attention span.  It was so prominent that a high school English teacher, Miss Duhon, mentioned it at our graduation dinner. I still chuckle at the memory.


Despite the fact that I never learned to play an instrument, music has been a constant companion to me.  At a young age, I began to understand the absolute power that music holds. 

I remember the lilting horns of Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass improved the somber mood that still hung around our house after my dad passed away in an accident when I was an infant.   


I remember The Monkees giving me an appreciation for well-crafted pop tunes and how songs can be your friends during challenging times. 


I remember a bright red push-button toy banjo I loved when I was around 5 years old and how it brought simple joy. 


I remember my first concert, the Jackson Five, and the kindness of a stranger that impressed upon me not to see color.


I remember teaching myself a few bars of Chicago’s “Color My World” and the theme song to “Brian’s Song.” I still play it today when I spot a lonely piano.  


I remember the first cassette tapes I bought at Stan’s, The Record Man: Cat Stevens' “Tea for Tillerman” and Elton John's Greatest Hits.


I remember listening to music all the time. It was my medicine for the blues.  


I remember learning to appreciate live music as a teenager, listening to "A" Train and other bands at Humphrey's in the Square. The live music club was my education and introduction to many genres of music.  


I remember making dozens of mix tapes for family and friends. I could “focus” on compiling songs for hours and sharing music spread the joy I felt. 


I remember when an idea of providing music instruments for underserved youth began to take on a life of its own.


I remember with immense gratitude the music miracles that have occurred since following my intuition. 


Looking back, I can say that if it wasn’t for music, I wouldn’t be here and Hungry for Music’s mission wouldn’t exist. Music certainly has touched your lives as well and you've seen the good it can bring into the lives of others.


Please join me in creating a world of musicians and music lovers by supporting Hungry for Music’s Giving Tuesday/End of Year Fundraising Campaign.  


Thank you for your time and consideration.


May You Always Find Comfort in Music, 


Jeff Campbell 


Since becoming a non-profit 27 years ago, Hungry for Music has brought the healing quality of music to more than 16,000 children in 50 states and 32 countries through its musical instrument donation program. We appreciate everyone who has helped us along the way and could not fulfill our mission without the generosity of others.

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