Taps.
Taps.
We play a lot at an NMA reunion, and that playing involves rehearsal. After a few days of hard work, liberty is in order.
This morning, we held our Membership Meeting, at which we passed the word, solicited questions, and elected a board of directors. This evening, we'll enjoy dinner, dancing, and making our final goodbyes.
So, this afternoon, we're on liberty, a few hours to rest, see the sights, talk with friends, read a newspaper. We've earned some time off.
But not too much time off. After all, this is Virginia Beach, where the path to Navy music begins, adventure calls, and danger lurks around every bend.
When an NMA reunion launches at 0900 on a Wednesday morning, most of us are aboard. But, some can't make it at that time. Families, jobs, and community commitments all compete for our time. So we understand that some members will arrive later in the day, on Thursday, or even on Friday night. No report chits are issued--just a hearty "Welcome aboard, shipmate."
So, no lawyer jokes here, not a single one. Although, I would point out that anyone who needs a place to concentrate would be better off at a Metallica concert or amphibious assault training beach than at an NMA reunion.
It. Never. Stops.
And why should it? We came here to share our stories.
A reunion is a constantly-replenished exchange of tidbits of misinformation. Spouses call them lies. Psychologists call them delusions of grandeur.
We call them sea stories.
A pair of must-have items in every fashion-conscious MU's seabag: the traditional unit cap and shirt of the NMA. |
Of course, a touch of modernity is always welcome. Our flashy, up-to-date shirts burst forth with a stylish flash that marks the modern MU as a "with it," devil-may-care liberty hound. |
Sporting this item on your roadster will tell the world exactly who you are: a seasoned MU with a License to Thrill. |
Fifteen minutes earlier, only one sax player had found his way to the bandstand--but, baby, look at us now. |
Ray looks mystified; someone from the percussion section--probably Jim Richards--must have asked a deep question. |
We needn't have worried this year. By the time conductor Ray Ascione was ready to give the afternoon's first downbeat, most parts were covered. And, before we'd rehearsed three numbers, more members had straggled in, and our instrumentation was complete.
Sixth position? No problem for our experienced trombone section. |
Complete, but not large--at least not yet. Wednesday's band is generally smaller than the band we wind up with on Friday night, as not all members can come for the first day. But, even during this first rehearsal, our band sounded, well, great. A couple more rehearsals (and a few more nights of sea stories and jazz) will have this band ready for a performance we'll talk about for a long time.
Michael Durig arrived for his first reunion. He's been wanting to come for years, but, you know how life is---it tends to get in the way of our plans.
However, it worked out this year, and we're glad to have Michael with us. Not just because he's a guitarist, but because he's a good guy, a shipmate, a fellow MU.
Oh, and he also plays F horn in the concert band.
Let go all lines. Underway! Shift colors! Secure the special sea detail. Set the regular underway watch.
The 2023NMA Reunion now begins.