I'm a man - Well, nobody's perfect

Christmas 2021, better than the last but still needs tweaks.

What do you think of us now, Abe? Today, we bent the arc of the moral universe one tick back towards justice. We have so much farther to go.

This winter has a little bit of everything....

@hamiltonthemusical taught us to keep the faith. We will be one nation again.

2020: crap in so many ways, but A+ in nature.

It’s been an amazing season. It’s gone by shockingly fast. In a little more than a week, your girl will conduct her band for the last time, at Lucas Oil Stadium, arguably the most important venue in the competitive marching arts. From the first time I set foot in that building in 2017, I’ve wanted to go out on that field. The tricky thing about achieving your dreams is that then they’re over and you need new ones. The end will come, and my heart will break, and my heart will rise, and we will go on. It’s been an incredible run. I wouldn’t give back a minute.

I haven’t done a Madras Monday post in forever. But since it’s still 95 degrees here in the Southland, I’ll just keep looking like a Kodachrome slide of my dad in 1964.

What I saw on my day in the world. (at Cincinnati Art Museum)

It’s been a wild ride of a summer but this marching season is already shaping up to be something special. I hear school starts next week, but as usual her semester will start for real on November 1. Before that, we’ll walk out together onto the turf at Lucas Oil Stadium for her last performance and they’ll call her name as drum major and my heart will leap, getting to help her live her dream. Stay tuned: it’s going to be incredible.

We’re a small, tightly knit family. It was tough. But it was great for her. And in each instance, she found a crew of new friends quickly, supplemented by a friend or two she brought with her. It bodes well, for college and for life in the real world. So I’d watch your mailbox; that bracelet might arrive any day.

I don’t care if you’re 50. If your onliest child made you a friendship bracelet while she was gone most of the summer at her high tone academic summer program, by cracky you will wear it. With pride.

Things don’t feel right if I don’t drop a drum corps post this time of year. This is Madison Scouts, Monday night in Charleston, WV (my wife’s hometown). It’s always awesome to be back in the stadium where she was a high school marcher and color guard member.

To quote a recent trope, praise be. My dad made it from the hospital to rehab and we were able to take our planned road trip. This is the sunset over the Wisconsin River last night in Spring Green.

Relish your perfect summer days. - D

@midatlanticmusings, here’s your SDS. For me, I’m right on time and perfectly composed. Still adjusting to 16 being gone for another month. But vacation is in three weeks, and drum corps season starts today. Now if it would just stop raining every &$@?! day.