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Friday, December 16, 2011
Halleluia....
My Dad has a beautiful singing voice but criticism soon stopped him singing. However, he did instill in me a love for music. In high school and college I performed in the school choirs. It was one of the few memories that I retained and didn't loose. Many of my favorite choral pieces were Christmas Carols. Hundreds of Carols. One year I was part of a small singing group that were hired to sing down town every evening at the different stores. I memorized my part and joined the fun. One of my all time favorites is
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Oh I love the hallelujah chorus, have you ever been to a sing-along this time of year? My sister has been in many choirs, and one year they did a sing-along Messiah so I trundled along and tried my best to keep up with a music score book and an alto part that was different from the melody! :) Fun though. <3
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