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As band season approaches....

The blogging bug has bit another in Rittman and I am flattered.

Blogger will not have a lack of photos of the Rittman Indian Marching Band this season, nor will we have a lack of blogging. Introducing Wixy Rittman Indian Band Gone Bananas, a blog written by a young man named Matthew Killough.

As far as I'm concerned these student musicians that comprise the Rittman Indians Marching Band, deserve all the exposure they get and then some for all the hard work they put into their talents year round.

Welcome Matthew. I am humbled by the name you have chosen for your blog.

Comments

Brenda said…
I will be sure to keep my eye on this one!!

(I miss the band...sniff)
Pat Jenkins said…
wixy i wish the indians (by the way why hasen't the p.c. police attacked this nickname) the best of luck this year. and you too as well!!
Anonymous said…
This is great. Every band should have a blog! Great job.

One thing to pass along to the band fellow as a fundraising idea that I have seen in Toledo up here...I see school kids that have decals of their school mascot and the name of their instrument underneath the logo in the back windows of their cars. They look very sharp. Next time I see one, I'll try to get a picture of it.
Jessica said…
Marching season started two weeks ago for us. I am so ready! I love this time of year. We just picked Jordan up from band camp last night. I'm sure we will both be sharing our love for the band the next few months on our blogs....
Cliff i got a new video on my page check it out! thanks for the post about me ;) i cant wait till thursday !!!

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