August 2010
20 posts
Warning: fowl language within
I wrote this to apply to get my radio show last year. I had forgot about this story, but it has never been more true…
I will never forget what happened to me during this summer. I was a Crew Leader working for the school and as a group of us are walking from one place to another my friend Kenny turns and asks me what my major is. I responded “Communications” to which he is taken aback. “I thought you would definitely say music or something,” he said. After asking him why, he said that I “know every song anyone ever plays. You should definitely do something with music.” I chuckle to which he gives this analogy: “It’s like if I carry around a basketball and I’m really good and someone asks me if I play basketball and I say no. That’s with you and music.”
Even though it was a short little conversation, Kenny’s words resonated with me. I love music; I love the power it has over people and I love how a melody or lyric can make a person cry on one account and make them rejoice in another.
Since the beginning, wherever men have come together, there have I been.
My membership is legion. From the humble home and from the stately mansion; from the rolling farms and from the noisy factories; from the East and Wet and Northand South have my followers come.
They who understand my meaning have followed in the footsteps of the Man of Galilee. In peace, they have been their brother’s keeper, and in the agony of war, their blood has enriched the Fields of Flanders and reddened the sands of the PAcific.
Their reward has been the Inspiration of their Youth; the Driving Power of their Manhood; the Memories of their Maturity. They have fought the good Fight and of these, my sons, I am justly proud.
Who am I? My name is FRATERNITY. And because I have given Man that which he craves, I shall endure. My sons shall neither falter nor fail. They shall add new lustre to my name.