Little Drummer Boy?

Well, no, Jimmy's not a little drummer boy. He can be quite the powerhouse behind a drum kit. We've been playing in the church band together for several years now. Come to think of it, I've probably spent more time working with this drummer than any other I've worked with in the past. We've been bandmates and friends. We've had a good run, and I'm sorry to say that it's over.

This good friend of mine is leaving our church for another. This means, of course, that he's leaving the band as well. I don't agree with most of his reasons for making the move. His main reason, having to do with his family, I can get solidly behind, but the other reasons--reasons I won't go into--don't strike a chord with me. Still, I respect his decision.

That respect, however, won't keep me from missing him and his pa rum pum pum pum. I'm sure that we like to imagine that we'll keep in touch and maybe even play together again from time to time, but eventually that'll fade away and we'll separate in the inevitable drift that takes place in life.

That's a shame.

That's life.