In high school, I played in the band. Not, a band, the band. Polyester, military-inspired uniforms and all.
On the drive between Olive's school and our home, we pass a public high school. Most days, as I drive the Little Miss home, we see the band outside practicing, marching along, but, recently, as we drove by, the band was dressed for that evening's game. The military-inspired uniforms were out in full force, and the fancy flag corps outfits sparkled. My brain went flying back to my freshman year in high school, and a big grin spread across my face.
It was super geeky, but I loved it.
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