Betty we missed both of you at homecoming. My old friend Millard was not waiting on me at the 20 yard line as the band exited the tunnel. But he was with me -- all of us really -- as we performed. I took his photo with me, tucked into my music folder, where I will keep it as long as God allows me to march.
To Millard's family, I am so sorry for your loss but thankful for so many homecomings with a personal hero, friend and a man who truly demonstrated the culture of "The Pride of West Virginia."