Drum Corps, Rain and Hope
Drum Corps, Rain and Hope Last night we experienced the wildest drum corps show I can remember ever. We pulled into the parking lot for Drums Along The Rockies at Mile High stadium just as the sky was falling. Thunder, lightning and rain like I've rarely seen. The show, scheduled to start at 6, hadn’t started as we arrived at 6:30. Storm delay. But, nobody really knew how long the delay would be as we sat in our cars, under the bridges, at Brooklyn's, in buses, in the stadium under eaves and in concourses. People were leaving by 7, and as the bleakness continued, those that had no hope, streamed out of the parking lot. But the diehard's, in the face of absolute hopelessness, rain streaming down so fierce on our car you couldn't hear yourself talk, and barely see out the window, lightning in every direction, some seemingly hitting the stadium, lighting up the 3 story tall white bronco perched well above the highest seats, the people who have seen drum corps and know that...