Mrs. B

This is a little late but still worth talking about since I'm still reeling from the experience.

Let's go back to 1991 when I tried out for choir. I had never been in a choir. I didn't even know what harmony was. I don't remember what I did to audition for Varsity Choir. I think I just sang a few notes in front of the piano for some lady I'd never met. I had just heard that choir was great and I should be in it. Once in choir I auditioned for Expressions. (the pop performance group) I auditioned by singing "Every Rose Has its Thorn" by Poison and playing my guitar. I really wanted to be a cowboy glam-rocker back in those days. I was so nervous and mostly just wanted to be there because of a girl I had a crush on. The things we do for love. So I made in into the group, barely got the time of day from the girl and spent the next two years as a choir dork. It was the greatest time of my young life. Everyday, Mrs B. (that lady) would pour herself into our lives and demand our most wonderful voice in response. She held us all off the tip of her fingers, guiding us through the notes and shaping our minds to better understand the world.

So two weeks ago she retired after 33 years of conductiong and I went to the party. I have been keeping up with her through the last couple of years but I hadn't seen her if over nine.

Here I am with Mrs B.


I try to tell her as often as possible how much she has meant to me but there is no way I could ever repay the inspiration she has given me. She is the reason "The Sound of Music" and "Marry Poppins" are staples in my house. I can't imagine my kids growing up without music.

Thank you Mrs B.

Her I are some pictures of me with some of my dear old friends. I could write another entry about how awesome it was to see them but they all know.

Here are Cal, Adam and Me. I have no idea how Mrs. B put up with us sometimes.


Sarah and I.



Leanne and I.