I remember the day that Mr. C taught us a new dance for a song that we had to march at half time. It was very strange to see a man who is 8 inches shorter than me and who is seemingly always so strict and disciplined suddenly turn on the music and start dancing. A huge grin broke out across his face as he watched the rest of us try to mirror his moves. I will never forget how he laughed at the band as we tried to dance along with him, I will never forget that smile, I will never forget him.
Thank you Mr. C, for all the lives you've touched, for all the memories you've given us, thanks. <3 Rest in peace.
