March Moments 2009: March 46 - Aging Out, the Epilogue

March 46 - Aging Out, the Epilogue
by JoAnne Parente

(Editor's note: With this entry, March Moments is over for this year.)


Who would've thunk it?

When I started out the little experiment known as March Moments here in Scribblings some six weeks ago, I figured some of the regulars would send stuff in for about half the days in the month, and I would have to write all the rest.

Was I wrong!

Sure, I contributed my fair share of memories this March, but LOTS of you did as well.

Here's the list of the baker's dozen who submitted stories during this VERY extended month:

• Bill Berliner (March 18, 20, 22, 24, 27)
  
• Jackie Bodzas (March 2, 7, 17, 21, 35, 37, 42, 44)
• Mary Cassidy Ryan (March 29)
• Pete Chesnovitz (March 4)
• Pete Crafts (March 13, 22, 41)
• Jennifer DiGaetano Wehking (March 32)
• Verne James (March 5, 31, 34)
• Eric Meyer (March 38)
  
• Jim Piccolo (March 12, 23, 30, 39)
• Craig Stephens (March 26, 28)
• Chris Trimblett (March 33)
• Jim Trimblett (March 40)
  
• Rhonda Yates Breen-Simone (March 10)

The first time I aged out - September 11, 1976 - was no where near as fun as it's been this time. Start saving your stories now for next March, when we'll go down this path again.

Thanks, everyone - love you all!

All for now - corpsdially yours from jo!

March Moments 2009: March 21 - Recurring Dreams, Chapter 1

March 21 - Recurring Dreams, Chapter 1
by Jack Bodzas


(Editor's Note: You know you have them. There's even a group out on Facebook about drum corps recurring dreams. Send yours in.)

I have a recurring drum corps dream, and it gets scarier every time I have it - but I love it just the same.

Goes like this:

My dream always starts where I am in the kitchen / drum room of the OLP Annex, learning new drum parts for the new season. I come to realize that at the end of April I will age out, and I should tell somebody.

But I really don’t want to turn myself in. I still want to play on. It was the good ol’ days and I knew it. Pete, Joey, Eric, Mike, Brad, Danny, Gary, Gary, Gary, and Gary . . .they are all there and all are still kids (even Peaches playing cymbals!).

It all seems so real except for the fact that I am fifty-something, have a lot less hair and the uniform doesn’t even come close to fitting.

Then I wake up.



Interested in submitting your own favorite memories for March Moments? Click here to submit, or if that doesn't work, send them to joparente DOT saintsdrumcorps AT gmail DOT com.