Showing posts with label Marching Hundred. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marching Hundred. Show all posts

Friday, July 1, 2011

Indiana University Marching Hundred

Surfing the web the other night I came across a video of the Indiana University Marching 100 from November 19, 1955. I played clarinet in this band. The game was at Memorial Stadium against IU’s great rival Purdue University, ah yes, I do remember the Golden Girl from Purdue. Anyway, it was quite a treat seeing this video and recalling moments from those days. I knew we were a great marching band, but I never saw how we looked from the stadium, until I saw this video posted on YouTube. My how times have changed.



In 1955, only men played in the Marching Hundred. As I recall there was a first that year in using women as baton twirlers. As a Music Major I was required to be in the band, although I would probably have joined regardless. I liked being part of the activity of the university, and especially playing in the band. I also played in a volunteer pep band for Hoosier basketball games. We had two uniforms: a new one--the one you see in the video, and an older one, with a cool cape, we used for the pep band.

Our entrance into Memorial Stadium can be seen in the video, but not as clearly as I remember. Herald trumpeters lined the top row as the band quick stepped down the aisles onto the playing field. After a spectacular beginning, we maintained a lively pace with dance steps and precise formulations that transformed into pictograms that required dedicated rehearsal. Some of the results can be seen in both the pre-game and half-time shows. There is no sound, but I can still hear the strains of “Indiana, My Indiana.”

Among the memorable moments for me was playing at Ohio State before a crowd of 80,000 people, and at Notre Dame during its glory years. A special moment for me came at Notre Dame as I started marching out on the field. I heard my name called from the stands. Our neighbor from across the street, a high school classmate, was attending ND and his father was a grad. When I turned to the stands, I saw my classmate’s mother and father, smiling and waving. I had great respect for them, and their recognition made me proud.

I enjoyed the Saturday morning preparations on campus. Cool, crisp, Fall days at Indiana University brought excitement to the air as alumni gathered, students were out for a break from studying, Big 10 Football was about to be played, and I knew many of the players on the team. Most of all, I loved being a part of the collegiate atmosphere by playing in the Marching Hundred.