3. Making History
I over looked the jazz band from behind stage. I was there to help move chairs, stands, and instruments after their performance. They were doing amazing on the song, one that had been written just for them by a college jazz professor, and approaching the solo section. My section leader stood up for her solo first, her alto gleaming in her hands. The notes of the edgy and creative improv solo filled the auditorium. The audience sat on the rim of their seats, even if they didn't particularly enjoy jazz. It was an obvious fact that one day the senior girl would be making history on the saxophone.