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  • Johnnie N. Parrish says:

    My wife and I used to go to all of our daughters ball games and programs in middle school as well as high school. Both daughters were in the band and we were very proud parents, so we worked in the concession stand to help the band. Nothing like the smell of fresh popped corn with a touch of cinnamon floating across the stands, demanding just another sack of pop corn and a cold drink. Can’t you just smell the aroma of a hot hamburger with french fries and that also calls for another cold drink. You would be surprised at attendance of parents of band members as well as the players, this brings about wonderful friendships that lasts through the years.

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