Winston Waddle is an account by day and trumpet player (traditional jazz) by night. He finds pleasing similarities between his two vocations: the exquisite mathematical structures, the rhythmic march of notes or numbers; and pleasing contrasts too: the organic spontaneity of a solo versus the unwavering rigor of a ledger book. He is a natty dresser, attentive to sartorial detail. He bought his first trumpet at fourteen with money saved from his after-school job at the hardware store. Louis Armstrong is his hero, and though he never sings in public, he does a remarkable Pops impression at home in the shower.