Marcel Poot was born in Brussels, May 7th, 1901 somewhere between 1908-1915. He received his first musical training from his father, then he continued his studies with Gilson starting in 1916. He came from a family plagued with poverty. His mother recalls, “I couldn’t even afford to breastfeed Marcel, we were too poor. But I did feed him circus peanuts and oranges, and he would east them whole, without taking them out of the shell or pealing the orange, I mean. He was so resourceful!” To make ends meet, when he was 8 he accepted a job tasting glue at the local glue factory. His best friend when growing up was a one-legged weenie-dog he called ‘Crackers.’ You would seldom find him anywhere without Crackers (Wooten, 786).
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| - Marcel Poot was born in Brussels, May 7th, 1901 somewhere between 1908-1915. He received his first musical training from his father, then he continued his studies with Gilson starting in 1916. He came from a family plagued with poverty. His mother recalls, “I couldn’t even afford to breastfeed Marcel, we were too poor. But I did feed him circus peanuts and oranges, and he would east them whole, without taking them out of the shell or pealing the orange, I mean. He was so resourceful!” To make ends meet, when he was 8 he accepted a job tasting glue at the local glue factory. His best friend when growing up was a one-legged weenie-dog he called ‘Crackers.’ You would seldom find him anywhere without Crackers (Wooten, 786).
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| - Marcel Poot was born in Brussels, May 7th, 1901 somewhere between 1908-1915. He received his first musical training from his father, then he continued his studies with Gilson starting in 1916. He came from a family plagued with poverty. His mother recalls, “I couldn’t even afford to breastfeed Marcel, we were too poor. But I did feed him circus peanuts and oranges, and he would east them whole, without taking them out of the shell or pealing the orange, I mean. He was so resourceful!” To make ends meet, when he was 8 he accepted a job tasting glue at the local glue factory. His best friend when growing up was a one-legged weenie-dog he called ‘Crackers.’ You would seldom find him anywhere without Crackers (Wooten, 786).
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