Author: Jason (Jay) Rogers
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Date Posted: 16:54:22 02/07/03 Fri
In reply to:
Diego Pena
's message, "Re: Qualities/Traits/Disciplines learned from being in the Ram Band" on 23:08:53 02/02/03 Sun
This is a crossover between what I learned and Immortal Ram Band Moments. My Thesis: You girls were tough! My Defense: We were all soldiers out there on the practice field; early morning practices, mid-afternoon practices, in really dire circumstances, after school practices, the pre-game run through. Drilling, marching, playing in all extremes of weather, readying ourselves for the battle on Friday night because when it was our turn we were going to BLOW THE OTHER BAND OFF THE FIELD!
Many of the non-band girls were fragile, fixy flowers that would wilt at the mention of the noonday sun but you marched shoulder to shoulder, squad to squad, so dedicated that at least in my mind it changed my preconceived notions of gender expectations. I know that women don't sweat, they perspire, or even "glow", but there was an awful lot of "glowing" out there on the practice field. Afterwards you pulled yourselves together and headed to class with your glow still on. There was a New Year’s party while we were in California for the Tournament of Roses Parade and we had been encouraged to bring some dress clothes for the occasion. I will be the first to admit it: guys are goons at that late adolescent stage. We can clean up ok in a suit and tie but you girls give us the benefit of the doubt, probably looking at the raw material and sizing up the potential for the end product years down the line. When I went into the party that night I was stunned: who were all these goddesses, so resplendent, so delicate, so poised? The transformation from soldier to supermodel was incredible. I gained more respect for your resiliency flavored by your femininity during those years, and especially that night. Living up here in New England I still flummox people with my Southern manners, opening doors, assisting women into their seats, assistance with packages, courteous address, friendly smiles, but these actions are to show respect, not to demean or denigrate you as second class citizens. A man’s instinct is to protect a woman, to elevate rather than subjugate, to smooth her path, as it were. You showed everyone through your hard work and effort that you could take it and dish it out with gusto. Thank you for so many wonderful memories and life’s lessons.
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