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Chance Meeting

β€œWhat was your MOS?” I asked.

β€œ02 Delta, French horn player,” he said.

And that started a great conversation that only military and ex-military can have.


I noticed this older gentleman getting a haircut today, and he had on an Army Veteran cap.

I caught up to him on the sidewalk, and I had to ask.

He said he was β€œinvited” to join the Army in β€˜69.

During the Vietnam war era, this gent asked for an audition in the Army band, and he got it. Pretty cool. Pretty choice.

Did his hitch playing the French horn.

He’s 73 and doesn’t look a day over 55.

He was also stationed at Monteith Barracks, which was a stone’s throw from where I was stationed in Germany. We talked about where we were stationed and the surrounding area for I’ll bet thirty minutes.

And while we talked, his eyes just lit up. And I could feel a smile as genuine as his spreading across my face.

You see, we are brothersβ€”no matter when or where we served.

We have a connectionβ€”almost a blood link in our makeup. That’s something no one can ever take away.

It was just a chance meeting. But it’s one of the best things that has happened to me this weekβ€”kind of like a reward. And I love that.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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Friday Knights

I spent the last part of the evening with the band at the school, getting a few videos and pics.

For the first week of band camp and with so many new members, their sound is excellent. Their movement in marching looks excellent as well. I’m not as picky as the band director. πŸ˜‰

I know; it’s his job to be picky. That bronze and silver state medal aren’t hanging there waiting for the gold to join them because he’s easy on them.

I want him to know that they wouldn’t be the band they are without him. He’s the reason there’s a marching band program.


My two.

I’m partial to the the mellophone and percussion sections this year. One child in each.


It has been a long week for all four of us. Eight-hour workdays all around. It’s a good thing for all of us but hard on Sam. He has never had to put in this kind of effort for something like marching band. But he’s enjoying it.

Logan is in her zone. I love seeing her this passionate over something. It’s her thing.

It’s late. I’m tired.

That’s it. That’s the post.

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