We all have those moments where we remember something inane, hilarious, solemn, or proud.
Some of my random memories (in no particular order):Memory #1
Hollywood '97, squeezing our gloves out while we waited in the pouring rain to step off. An hour later and no more than a hundred yards after the cameras, the twisted ankle I'd been marching on since East LA hit a pothole wrong, something snapped, and I went down fast. Tore my Achilles tendon and almost broke my ankle. Ended up hobbling to a first aid station. To top it off, everyone left before the medic guys could drive me to the end of the parade (all because some 40-someodd-year-old Long Beach person herniated a disk.) I had no place to go, the Red Cross booth was closing up, so they dropped me off at the police station.
My first day marching with the Winds, and I ending up in jail!!!
I sat a few hours in a Hollywood police station waiting for my parents to come get me. The plus side to that, one of the cops told me an interesting story about the song "Taps." After a heart-wrenching tale, I played the song for the whole station, and one of the cops starting crying. Then I gave them an impromptu solo concert.
And yes, they gave me coffee and donuts! Memory #2
Planning carpools to Indio. Maybe Mr. Ward saw something already, but he put Matt into my dad's car group. We weren't dating yet, but man
did I think he was cute!!! And it gave my dad a chance to get to know Matt before he had to worry about him in his protective, fatherly way.Memory #3
The first time I stepped inside Mr. Ward's home and he had to tell me to stop gawking.Memory #4
That Sprung Monkey music video with the motorcyclist spewing smoke. I got a chance to talk to one of the professional actresses who played a princess on the float behind us. Interesting stories, she had. Also, they told us to move out of the way
when the motorcyclist came up the ranks and act scared
. I'll never forget the drum major's face!Memory #5
The movie First Daughter
, learning a college fight song and dance moves sans any music at all, then waiting around until 2 or 3 in the morning to do the shot. And in the movie, the camera stops right at my elbow. Figures!
And watching Forrest Whittaker drive around UCLA on his bike.Memory #6
Growing my hair for Locks-of-Love and Mr. Ward yelling at me that if my hair is too long to fit in the shako, cut it
, the kids can wear a scarf (I know he didn't mean it).Memory #7
How many guys really did run out to the strip bar in Seattle?Memory #8
Not getting my age-out drink because the Banquet was 1 day before I turned 21. He made up for it the next year.Memory #9
Sitting in the Bistro, and Mr. Ward introduced me to the glorious wonders of a martini. I will forever drink them as he did. Does anyone know what brands of gin and vermouth he used?Memory #10
The most memorable of all, our protests of embarrassment as we marched in our underwear for Boston Public
Who can forget the costume department insisting some of the boys wear tighty-whities, and the girls screaming in protest that "we were told we could wear boxers!!!"