Bugles are associated with baseball. It’s a rare game where you don’t hear the cavalry charge being sounded. Or the six note call-da-da-da-daaa-da-daaa charge call. Just when the tradition started needs further research but here is Baltimore’s own Pat Walker who was the Baltimore Orioles’ unofficial buglerÂ at Memorial Stadium.
A TV story on Pat Walker who was the Baltimore Orioles’ unofficial bugler for about 20 years, roughly 1966-86 aired on Evening Magazine in Baltimore c.1982
Before Wild Bill Hagy there was Pat The Bugler. Charles “Pat” Walker’s bugle could be heard all over Memorial Stadium, from the bleachers to home plate. He grew up in Ellicott City, Maryland during the Great Depression, found an old bugle in an attic and taught himself to play. In the Army for 23 years, he developed a repertoire of 22 bugle calls, including the cavalry charge heard for many years during Orioles games.
Age and the loss of teeth put him out of commission for a while in the 1980s – fans actually booed the poor man in 1985 – but, after some repairs at the University of Maryland Dental School, Walker went back into action and ended up tooting his horn at Bowie Baysox games by the mid-1990s. In a last gesture, Walker mounted his bugle on a plaque with the inscription: “To the Babe Ruth Birthplace and Museum, Donated by Charles A. Walker, 3-17-97.” He died within weeks, said curator Greg Schwalenberg.
Before he was a bugler at Memorial Stadium, Charles “Pat” Walker was a soldier stationed at Fort Meade Maryland. He had learned to play the bugle again after a lapse of 17 years and sounded calls at Fort Meade. He even traveled to Washington to take some lessons with Keith Clark, principal bugler with the US Army Band.
Walker traveled to VFW, American Legion, Boy Scout and schools to give programs about the bugle. He even penned a set of lyrics for bugle calls. Bugle lyrics Charles Walker
Walker also sounded Taps at funerals in the Baltimore area even receiving a letter of thanks. After his retirement from the Army he started playing bugle calls at Memorial Stadium. He was a fixture at the stadium for years.
UMB dental school has ‘Pat the Bugler’ blowing his horn
October 06, 1992
By Rafael Alvarez Staff Writer, Baltimore Sun
America’s last combat bugler knew it was time to put down his horn when they started booing him at Memorial Stadium. The year was 1985 and the old soldier, celebrated at the 33rd Street ballpark as “Pat the Bugler,” was down to his last four teeth.
A man who pantomimed taps before John F. Kennedy’s horse-drawn casket, roused Oriole fans through six World Series and knew the privilege of playing a cavalry bugle found amid the carnage of Custer’s Last Stand at Little Big Horn, he had to concede that it hurt too much to blow. “I’d played for so long with just those four teeth that they were real loose. I was lousing it up so bad that the fans were telling me, ‘Why don’t you just quit?’ and they were right,” said Glen Burnie’s Charles A. “Pat” Walker, 64. “So I quit until I could afford to have my teeth fixed.”
He saved money for seven quiet years, and this past summer took the money he’d made working in the commissary at Fort Meade to the University of Maryland Dental School in Baltimore where surgeons fixed him up with a new set of teeth. Traditional dentures would not do because the force of wind necessary to blow a bugle pushes the plates out of place.
The day in 1985 when Mr. Walker was booed at the ballpark, a few dentists happened to be sitting nearby and told him about “implants,” a process in which titanium screws are anchored into bone beneath the gums and false teeth are fixed to the screws. The vise-tight procedure dispenses with the need for such adhesive goop as Poli-Grip and Ora-Fix, but it’s not cheap.
While dentists in private practice typically charge about $1,200 per tooth, it is costing Mr. Walker about $700 a tooth at the dental school. He is being fitted for six of them, enough to make music again once the operation heals. “I would have loved to play the first Opening Day at Camden Yards but couldn’t do it because of the teeth situation,” Mr. Walker said recently at the dental school.
Pointing to Dr. David Skopp, he said: “This is my savior.” Dr. Skopp knew nothing of his patient’s renown until the day Mr. Walker brought in a big cardboard box stuffed with a dozen scrapbooks trumpeting his career. “It’s rewarding to restore someone’s self-esteem,” the dentist said.
And for Mr. Walker — a career soldier who volunteered for duty in Vietnam in 1966 because he thought it important to blow live taps for dead servicemen — the return of teeth heralds a return of his identity.
Walker’s donated bugle is at the Sports Legends Museum in Baltimore Maryland. The No. 66 Jersey is on loan from Jari Villanueva
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