When I set out to document the life of Jeffrey McMahon, the drum major of the Michigan Marching Band, I didn’t know what to expect. I knew I would get a subject full of smiles, confidence and maize and blue.
When I was 10, my dad would chauffeur me to school once a week. I would sit on his lap as we drove the 10 city blocks to my middle school. Unlike most people who were driven to school, my journey took place on the sidewalk instead of the street — in my dad’s motorized wheelchair, since he was unable to walk at the time.