Serves me right.

[nwhiker]

I hated marching band. I mean, that Linnea had to waste time and create multiple conflicts with rowing in service to the football team, playing loud music that has been shown to be detrimental to musical learning, just because she chose flute and not violin.

We signed up for band, not fucking marching band.

She took band her first year. Sophomore, she dropped it because we knew she'd need the extra instruction to get through academically and taking band wouldn't leave her with enough hours to finish everything she'd need. Then they added a period to the class day and she would have been able to take it, blah. Anyhow, back to band, marching and all in her Junior year, and she kept it up, remote this year. Even though she hated the band teacher, sigh.

We'd always planned on going to a football (blech!) to see her. We didn't manage Freshman year (her Freshman fall was hectic, it was Perry's senior year. We went to Boston. We got kittens, we dealt with her issues with novice rowing with a semi-abusive coach. I was in school, and taking classes. AC was starting to date dipshit.

I went to the band meeting in Junior year with the intent to figure out a plan with the band director. I talked to him and he told us when to come and leave to maximize band and minimize football. We had a game date planned.

And then my mom got sick, and I flew down to Louisiana and missed the home game we'd been planning on attending. Dh was busy enough dealing with solo parenting not to go by himself.

And then, well, covid.

We never managed to get to marching band, something I deeply regret. I do have a photo of her somewhere, in her marching band gear, but I never go to to see her. We've gone to every single concert she's played in (that we were allowed to attend, LOL) but never got to see her in marching band.