The one good look I got at a rifle it definitely looked like a Garand. And that sucker is at least nine and a half pounds. Believe me. Kicks like a mule, too.
Nah, just stayed up late the night before, practicing. They fell asleep in the motor pool; almost didn’t make it to graduation.
And when you take music that wasn’t written as a march and try to turn it into one, it almost always suffers in the process. This wasn’t as bad as some, though.
A couple of years back, I went to an International Band Competition at the Calgary Stampede (next-door neighbour kid was in a local band and I was supporting them via $$ help) and was gob-smacked.
Some of the best entertainment I have ever seen.
Wish I could see more. Loved them and loved their dedication.