Early Springtime 1983       02/10/04
    Well that fall/winter of 1982 came and went in a blur.  The football team was their normal, average self finishing out the season with a winning record, but not a good enough one to warrant getting in the playoffs.  I took my SAT tests and got my results back of 1170.  Not fantastic, but good enough that I didnt feel the need to take them again.  Now, I just had to try and figure out what I wanted to go to college for.  I loved music and toyed around with the idea of becoming a music teacher in hopes of fostering some of the appreciation I found for music in other generations of kids.  On deeper reflection, I came to realize that music wasnt something that neccessarily came easily for me, but instead came because of continued work at it to be good. 
     Computers were just on the horizon of being a huge employment opportunity, so I decided that I would go into computers in general for a career, despite never owning let alone every seeing one in person. 
(Pretty big gamble for someone to at that age peg your future on doing something that you know absolutely nothing about.)  I found that my local community college offered Associate's Degrees in Business Data Processing, so I applied there for college in the mid spring.  All of my other classmates were applying to several colleges in hopes of being accepted at their first choice, but also having others to fall back on.  I figured if I couldnt get accepted at the community college I should just give it up at that point.  I got my acceptance letter shortly after I applied, so I knew at least that I was going to be in school in the fall.  I wasnt worried about going to a big school and frankly I didnt have the financial means to and didnt want to have to spend so much of my income after school paying off loans.
     The school year continued streaking by at a seemingly breakneck pace.  Next up was the musical, Once Upon A Mattress.  I was spliting the lead role with another young guy.  Each of us would play the Prince for one night.  I had the part on Friday night, Saturday night, it was his.  All that I can vaguely remember is that I wasnt feeling very well as the day came and it wasnt due to stage fright.  I felt as if I was starting to run a fever and had a general achey feeling all through my joints.  My head felt like a cinder block when I got to the school and got dressed for the show.  Danette, the female lead, had some homemade mixture to help her throat and offered me some to see if it would help.  It wasn't the greatest tasting stuff, but it did ease the scratchy feeling in my throat.  I wish I could say that I remember the night, but I dont remember much of it at all.  I dont believe that I forgot any lines, didnt screw up any songs and had nothing banging the microphones over my head as in previous years.  The one year that I do alright and I cant remember it. lol  The second night when I played a minor background character was much easier as there was only a few small lines and I really took it easy.  The one thing that I do remember is that Kris, the young lady I was seeing at the time, had to babysit on the night when I was playing the lead and was unable to make it.  Considering the way that I felt, I wouldnt have wanted her to see that performance that was basically sleepwalked through.  There are some photos from this musical back in the photo pages section that can be linked to
HERE.
    Before we knew it, it was time then for the band's trip to King's Island to compete.  We were going to compete as both a concert and marching band, which was the first time that we were going to do both at something like this.  While there we managed to visit the Cincinatti Zoo.  I do remember being very impressed back then.  It was the first time that I had been to a zoo where much of the animals were presented in a natural setting of their habitats rather then in cages.  If you're ever in the area, please do yourself a favor and stop by to check it out.  Then was the time for our marching performance.  I remember going to a football field with hardly anyone in the stands.  It felt kind of strange trying to get pumped up to go out and play at the top of your ability with hardly anyone there to respond.  The day itself wasnt particularly hot, which was a blessing in those heavy wool uniforms.  We played marching across the field, then packed up and left not having any indication of how the judges thought we did overall.
     The following day was our concert band performance.  We admittedly, didnt play up to the level that we knew that we were capable of doing.  There were a few minor mistakes that although anyone listening may not have picked up on, we knew that they were made and it bothered some of us that we didnt play up to our normal level when it mattered the most.  One of the bands that was supposed to be our main competition was playing after us and many of us stayed afterwards to listen to them since they were playing pieces that we were familiar with.  We heard several mistakes in their playing that lightened our hearts somewhat as we felt we still had a good chance to do well.  The day outside in King's Island was very grey and rainy throughout the day.  Many of us got soaked while waiting to get on the few rides that were still running in the wet weather, while the rest of us decided to just stay in some of the indoor areas and try to unwind and stay dry.  I spent most of the day in an Ocktoberfest pavillion listening to German music and the rain pounding down on the roof around us. 
     Later that evening, it was time for the results of the competition to be announced.  The hall was filled with kids from all over waiting to hear how all of their work and practice paid off for them.  We were eligible in several catagories.  We ended up winning Best Concert Band, Best Marching Band, Best Drumline and Best Auxilliaries (Majorettes and Colorguard).   Needless to say, the seniors were all elated to have had such a sweep of awards to close out our years spent playing together.  As a group, we were generally close and many of those people I played with I still count among my dearest friends to this day.  Its comforting to have people to be able to share the same ups and downs that you do growing up.  It ends up binding them to you in your best and not so good memories.  Whether good or bad they were there and it sure was nice that the last major accomplishment that we had together was such a resounding one to close out on.
     From then, all that was left was the Senior Prom and then Graduation day.  The time was flashing by so quickly and so many of my friends were already planning for college and the summer ahead.  We were already starting to drift apart slightly.  I suppose that its inevitable that people grow up sometimes apart as life goes on.  It was really nice to have one final exclamation point on our time together at King's Island though.  Thats something that all of the years since can never take away.  Next stop, Senior Prom!!
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