heroes and legends

i've been in a marching band for eight year: four in high school and four here at bc. (yes, yes, laugh it up - i've heard all your jokes) and it's band nerdy, but really, for all of those eight years, band has provided me with a sense of belonging and helped me discover who i am.

and ... one of the weirdest things about being a senior is that all that ended this semester. we had our last game, last show, last parade, last mod-walk, last "big red", last "great day for a race ... the human race that is", last alma mater, last time being in the middle of the super fan section.

it was a great day - us seniors decorated the band room the night before so that when everyone arrived, the place was covered with balloons, streamers, signs, jokes, pictures.

and we had an awesome last game - it was so obvious that every senior there wanted to hold on to the moment and not let it slip away so quickly. really, this was the first of the big lasts in senior year.



[my view of the superfan section]


[trombone line]


at halftime, they announce all the band senior's names and we run out onto the field by ourselves, joined by everyone else later. what a bizarre feeling - to run out onto the field alone after years of coming on as a group.





the whole day felt surreal ...



[stack, alex, and i - the three original bones]


[all the senior bones]


but it was fantastic.

after the game, the seniors play our first show with the bcmb on the front steps. our drum major from our freshmen year came to conduct us in "heroes and legends".





and afterwards, we all ran around spraying each other with champagne