By Fred Steiner, one-time trombone player in the BHS marching band
There I was, minding my own business, on the goal line at Harmon Field on Friday night.
Suddenly the drum major ("field commander" is not in my vocabulary) blasted three of four times on the whistle. The next thing I knew I was marching out on the field with the BHS marching band.
It was my first venture on the field in 43 football seasons. That's so long ago that Elida, Ottawa-Glandorf and Bath were on the schedule the last time I looked.