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Archive for September 2004
Posted Monday 27 September 2004
The Band Jacket
Henrietta, Texas, October 1961: I got elected Band King. I'm not sure why. Perhaps there was a dearth of candidates.As a practical matter, this meant two things. One was that I'd get my picture printed real big in the year book, and saying "Band King." Yahoo.
The other was that I could have a free band jacket.
The fanciest and most coveted school jackets would have the school colors (black and gold, which really came out black and orange) with sleeves of real leather. This kind of jacket was absolutably de rigeur, a must-have.
I had a different idea. As usual, it caused trouble.
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