I drew a lot today for the paying gig and could post one of those, but that would be cheating. This is one that I drew while chaperoning on a cold and drizzling day; one of the last marching band practices my senior will have. This is bittersweet. Being in band has shaped the man he's become and this year has been a challenging one. It has given him community, discipline, artistry, honor, responsibility and above all else - love. I cry when I think about the gifts it has brought to us, the path it has put us on.