It was really for such a short period of time but the impact this group had on me lasted a lifetime… here are my remarks from our reunion last night…
Looking through pictures, discovering long lost video tapes, preparing for the reunion – all of this has stirred up many emotions for me as I know it has for all of you too. When I began as a member of the greatest color guard of all time, way back in the spring of 1987, I never thought 23 years ahead and to a group of women I would share such a deep common bond. Instead, that spring I put down this book on that I bought in elementary school and began meeting every waking moment with Susan Stone Kendrick who showed me just how Mr. Terry wanted it done. Needless to say – none of it was in this book!
Instead, Susan, the outgoing majorette captain at the time, taught me to keep my chin up and point my toes, through all my basic twirls, marching and group routine which compromised our tryouts every spring. Cheryl Clark Hale, the incoming captain, inherited me and my willingness to learn those downfields and the difference between a yard line and a hash mark! Gina Christ Caplan our co-captain tried ever so patiently to teach me rhythm, counting and how to keep in step. But it was Mr. Terry and the rest of the color guard who taught me the show must go on.
Sitting in homeroom that October morning, hearing the announcements on the intercom and learning of the news that our instructor was in a coma was a moment in time that has stayed with me my whole life. Fortunately, as we saw his recovery begin we knew he was going to be okay but wouldn’t be back at practice for a while….so those captains has a huge task ahead of them and a big pair of shoes to fill. They were going to demand that we continue to give our very best.
I won’t elaborate b/c as you can see on our video tape that the 1987-88 color guard put on a heck of a show – it was that year the contest scores were near perfect, scoring a 99 at the Homewood Contest. Our majorette line even won State that year, seven of us who ran laps when we dropped those batons. I’ll never forget when one of the Rebelettes saw us running in the parking lot after a long practice and said, “wow, is this part of your workout?” and I feel sure it was Cheryl who said, “Ummmm, no, we run laps when we drop our batons….it’s called practice….”
I continued to twirl and be a part of the group for two more years, becoming co-captain the very next year alongside our 88-89 captain Jana Guitterez McAlpine. That year we added 2 more majorettes for a total of 9 and when I became captain my senior year we had a total of 11! Since then I’ve taught baton and even gone back to the high school as a sponsor of the group. Well, what can I say, once a majorette, always a majorette! I am very proud and always will be to be a part of this colorguard. As we all know, words cannot express the kind of commitment and dedication Mr. Terry’s color guard is known for. As the years have gone by, what can’t really be explained just lives on in each of us.