Madison Maverick '89
So there I was, a senior at James Madison High School off Stahl Road in
Northeast San Antonio. Leading an innocent, unassuming life, and
wondering what the future would hold. Well, I was deciding which
college I wanted to attend, and the folks had me applying to every
school that sent me literature (a lot). In addition, they made it
clear that they had the money to send me to city college, but not a
major school with the expenses involved. Anyway, in the midst of this,
I meet with Steve Hare to discuss what life would be like if I went
to Texas A&M. He was so enthusiastic that, in spite of his warnings
that it wouldn't be easy, I caught the vision of what kind of life
would await me in my upperclass years as an aggie. And he talked about
what a cool experience being in the Aggie Band was. Well, I had been
in high school marching band, and had enjoyed it, but had no idea how
it would be in the Aggie Band. I asked him if I could get into the
band assuming I was admitted to Texas A&M. He said that with a single
year of high school marching band experience I could get in. So I
decided to check it out....
April, 1989...I visit Texas A&M to "Spend the Night with the Corps".
I chose to sleep over with B-Company, Infantry Band. Or I ended up
with them anyway. I was placed in a room with "fish Torres" and "fish
Nogueras". They were unassuming and acted terrified of the upperclassmen.
But would they ever lock it up when the upperclassmen came around. I was
impressed. And they imparted some knowledge to me before I left. If I
was going to join the band, not to join B-Co. It was too hard. The
toughest outfit in the band. Well, that was all I needed to make a stupid
move. You guessed it. When I returned for the fall semester as an
incoming freshman, I choose to become a B-Company Streetfighter....
And so the story begins. The tales of my experiences in the Aggie Band
started with these events. And the stories on this and the other pages
connected to it are those of my experiences. I record them here to share
what it was like to live as an Aggie in the Corps of Cadets. Read on if
you so desire....
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