11/22/2012
Dear Friends
I hope you are having a great day with your family, friends and your turkey and pumpkin pie.
My daughter Katie is in down and we are about to head out to dinner at a restaurant in Bethlehem, PA. I anticipate feeling quite fat this evening ☺
So …
If you are reading this, you know that the Cadets are one of the most important things in my life. To say I am grateful for the opportunity to be the director of this corps for the past 30 years well … that would be an understatement.
The kids I meet; the changes I see; the fabulous people out in the world who were once Cadets --- you do not get jobs that allow you to do what I do very often. In fact, I was a teacher fresh out of college; social studies not music ( I was a drummer)
I hope you have seen the Cadets, been a part of the corps or in somehow touched the fabric of who we are. And if you have …
I need you to take this Thanksgiving and send along just $10.00 so that we can lock down this little challenge with Crown.
Please … it’s easy. We have 295 votes but three today.
And we need 400. At least
Here is the link …
http://yea.org/donate
goes right to our form
Need more reason to give than being in a good move this Thanksgiving?
The end of a letter from a Tuba player who marched 22 years ago ☺
Somehow my Mom leaving me that night and forcing my hand to stay with
the Corps gave me the energy I needed to complete the season. That
night gave me drive I needed to do better on the field and to approach
my responsibilities in the Corps differently. Silently my Mom
achieved everything a Mother could ever want to achieve and she
probably has never realized it. I look back on that one night as the
night the switch flipped, the lights came on. It sounds horribly
cliche, but cliches exist for a reason.
As a 35 year old I can look back fondly of my one rookie season with
the Cadets. I remember those good times on the bus, "one more time''
and horn arcs in graveyards, counting the number of deaths in "Die
Hard 2" and getting Sprites and truck stops in cities I had no clue we
were in. The memories of the difficulty and disappointment and
frustration have all but faded into a life lesson. The experience of
marching with the Cadets that one short year have lasted now for 20
years. I expect when I'm 80 I'll be telling my grand nieces and
nephews this same story.
It's appropriate that I'm writing this the week before Mother's Day in
2009. Thanks Mom. I love you.
Jeff
Come on … that is worth $10.00 ☺
http://yea.org/donate
goes right to our form
From Oct. 29 through Nov. 18, The Cadets need your support. With every donation your “vote” will be counted to determine the Challenge Champion.
