
37 years ago this week I graduated from high school. I was such a band nerd in high school. Band was my life in high school. It was a place where you were accepted, you worked together, and core memories were made.
I remember my sophomore and junior years playing music before the commencement ceremony began. The entire band played together until a couple minutes before the senior class walked out and to their seats. The seniors from band would get up shortly before then and take their place in line. After one more song, the remaining lower classmen would play Pomp and Circumstance as the seniors walked in.
I have posted pictures on this blog before of me conducting the band at graduation. That is a memory that will not fade any time soon. It was such an amazing moment. After the number I conducted, another senior (our drum major) got his turn to conduct the band. I can’t recall the number we played before we had to leave the band and get in line, but I remember the sadness that overwhelmed me as our group of seniors got up.
Our band director, Tom Shaner, was such a mentor and friend to me. That remained the case long after high school. When he passed away, I wrote about him. You can read that here.
As we walked to join our class, my friend Joe (who is in at the right of the photo) and I took a detour and walked past Mr. Shaner. There was no way I was walking by without hugging him. I was so grateful that my parents caught this moment on camera. I’m not sure, but I was probably crying. LOL

One thing that I never really noticed in the picture is that my friend Mary (who went on to teach) is actually snapping a picture of the moment, too. Next to her is my friend Theresa whose left leg is in a pink cast. If memory serves me right, she had broke it just a couple weeks before dancing at our band banquet.
If I go back and compare this photo to the one of me conducting, I could probably tell you who is next to Theresa. I don’t recognize the legs or shoes in this picture. LOL
I cannot even believe that it has been 37 years. What I wouldn’t give to be able to experience sitting in band class again. What I wouldn’t give to have one more chat with Mr. Shaner.
I’m not sure kids today realize just how special those high school years are. Good high school experiences will stay with you for a lifetime. The bad experiences will too. I pray that kindness, encouragement, and friendships overcome bullying, hatred, and the cruelty that is found in so many schools today.
I’m glad that I can look back fondly at mostly good memories from high school.
Nice memories Keith.
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well written. Yes, a good teacher can really make a huge difference in a lot of lives. Very underpaid and under-valued in our society I would say. I totally get your idea about the band being a place to fit in. In the last year and a half or so of HS I started hanging out with about five guys who had a (really not good at all) rock band, eventually I played keyboards (badly) for a few practises and one song …. it wasn’t going to amount to anything but the point was we were about half a dozen misfits , me and one other skinny, little bespactacled nerd, a big fat guy with a hot rod, a solid and large nerdy guy with an almost military hair cut due to strict parents, a kind of oddball British immigrant. Not the popular ones , but we fell in together and hung out and that made the time quite enjoyable despite everything else going on (which was including my parents beginning a divorce)
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Great memory of a special time and place in our lives. I don’ think many will realize how special it is until it ends. I would hate going to school until senior year….then I didnt mind at all. I for some reason realized what was going on and started to appreciate it. I got off early everyday to go to a small part time job I had…not every day but the school thought that… what I wouldn’t give to do it all over again now.
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