A great man has died today. A man that has been our band father. We have been through a lot together. Through the fights, the back talking, and the laughs, the competitions, and the superiors that we have gotten last year. We couldn't have done it without your guidance. Now I hope that this band will remember and play their hearts out for you each time we go on the field. We had the best year this high school band has had in a long time. I have only been there for one year, but he has left a mark on me with his corny jokes. We all miss you Mr. B and we loveyou. May we all see you at the end if our journeys. R.I.P.
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