The Band

Here is the brass section of our high school band. (It's about 7 pm at this point.) We're a small school district - last I heard there were about 1100 students K - 12. Goa'uld & Bookworm's 9th grade class is considered huge at 108. (Mind you, I graduated from the same school in 1977 and my graduating class size was 148. AP3's class was in the 80s when she graduated in 1986.)

There are 81 high school musicians and guard (flags, rifles, batons, etc.) plus the support staff and student managers. It seemed like the other school's band and football team had twice as many people as we did.

As I sat and watched the band and the game (more band than game, admittedly), I began to notice the large number of kids from the local town/school walking a circuit around the field. (The football field was surrounded by a four-lane track and then a chain link fence.) 'Round and round these kids went, during the whole game. After awhile a few turns it got so that we'd recognize many of the kids and I realized that I was seeing the same kids. Three hours of solid talking, mingling, cell phone chatting (it was so loud, I don't know how they heard the person on the phone) and eating. Quite the social event, it appears. This was way out in farm country, so all those John Deere hats were the real McCoy, not some fashion statement a city kid bought at the mall.

Update: And it's always great when you win! Score 28 to 27!