I just found out today that an old buddy of mine passed away of cancer. He had been diagnosed a while ago, and we knew things were going to end soon for him. He was a tuba player while we were in hs and junior high together. Quite a good one, too. Did Vaughan-Williams in his senior year. We went on to community college together, marched in drum corps together. (He played Contra, of course) back in the day of g/d,rotary-valve and 2-valve instruments. Had some great memories down by the docks of the Great South Bay and after hs graduation. Hope he forgives me for what happened to his freshly painted blue Camaro SS and a few too many cold ones... After community college, when I went on to do a 4-year degree, we lost touch. He was the same age as I am now, with a daughter from a previous marriage. Kind of puts things in perspective when that happens. When you get home, hug your children. If you have freinds that you have lost touch with, find them, give them a thought or an e-mail. *Synchronicity/Odd coincidence: this is post number 128...the maximum number of people allowed in a drum corps at the time we marched; my old college professor has just put an alumni news link on his website, and I have been hearing for the past 2 days or so from people I've not been in touch with in 15 years, some of them.