Nerd
Anyway, my band teacher from high school is retiring. This man brought dancing to high school bands in southwest Florida. Before that, just some boring walking in lines. The Naples Daily News (heh) had a nice story on him. It gives a bit of a picture of how things were when Mr. Maxwell was in high school:
Growing up in Immokalee in the late ‘60s, Maxwell attended Bethune High School, a segregated black high school, where he ran track and played percussion in the band. In 1968 when the government ordered Collier County to integrate its schools, he transferred to Immokalee High School along with the rest of his classmates, with plans to continue his music career.
But as history reminds us, desegregation didn’t happen very smoothly. Before the school year even started, the Immokalee band instructor abruptly quit. “He said he wouldn’t teach black kids,” Maxwell says. “That was devastating.”
This man probably changed high school music for the whole state (for the better).
For years after I graduated from high school I used to make sure that if I was counting in my head or humming a song, my left foot hit the ground on the odd numbers and my right foot hit on the evens. You're a card , Mr. Maxwell. Thanks.Also, let's look at this:

Just because you can, does that mean you should?











