I receive this Email from Monique Moya daughter of a member of the band...
The Bostels were 4 white guys and four black guys, played amazing Soul music! (They were not really a doo-wop band, altho this recording sounds like it.) I remember the month-long discussion between Paul and my parents when he was asked to play in the band, he'd been subbing intermittently and they liked him alot so invited him to replace whoever. My parents were reluctant and were campaigning for "after graduation" not while still in school but finally relented. That conversation went like this, they in the living room in a sit down, me (about 12 years old) eavesdropping in the kitchen: "Ok, we decided you can join the band, but ...here's a few rules, blah, blah, AND we're not staying home weekends, so you'll have to plan to take AND watch your sister (me!) -- ha! I was consigned to being a groupie to the Bostel's! What a blast! One of the soundtracks of my life - thank you Paul. (Died 1.5 years ago from cancer, the effects of Agent Orange and a fair amount of heartbreak too. He was a sweet boy.)
The band didn't recover from Vietnam, 2 guys didn't come back, 1 was missing an arm and my dad had agent orange sickness and PTSD......
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I receive this Email from Monique Moya daughter of a member of the band...
The Bostels were 4 white guys and four black guys, played amazing Soul music! (They were not really a doo-wop band, altho this recording sounds like it.) I remember the month-long discussion between Paul and my parents when he was asked to play in the band, he'd been subbing intermittently and they liked him alot so invited him to replace whoever. My parents were reluctant and were campaigning for "after graduation" not while still in school but finally relented. That conversation went like this, they in the living room in a sit down, me (about 12 years old) eavesdropping in the kitchen: "Ok, we decided you can join the band, but ...here's a few rules, blah, blah, AND we're not staying home weekends, so you'll have to plan to take AND watch your sister (me!) -- ha! I was consigned to being a groupie to the Bostel's! What a blast! One of the soundtracks of my life - thank you Paul. (Died 1.5 years ago from cancer, the effects of Agent Orange and a fair amount of heartbreak too. He was a sweet boy.)
The band didn't recover from Vietnam, 2 guys didn't come back, 1 was missing an arm and my dad had agent orange sickness and PTSD......
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