Considering the timing of our carolling, reactions can be rather varied. Some years we get chased out of places while other years we acquire treats, such as home-baked cookies, for staying and playing a little longer. Once we have covered the whole campus, we go back to the bone residence of choice and warm ourselves with some hot chocolate. Certain things are traditions that no one set out to start but they just happened. So many things that the bones have kept doing just happened as a twist of fate.
Some great things happen and no one knows why.
There is one thing that we did have control over and that is the bones being like a family. When someone says the word section, it can often times be perceived as group of people who play the same instrument and commit to attending most band rehearsals and performances with each other, but then go home and don't really speak to each other unless it is necessary. The bones are so much more than this. We hang out with each other, have varying relationships amongst each other, and in some cases live under the same roof. We even welcome a worthy group of great individuals into our family that can not play the trombone or baritone horn and deem them bones.