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Amen
I hate to cry. Always have. But this time next year, I’m planning a nose-blowing, eye-wiping blubber fest when Hannah last performs with the Bush Middle School choir. For the final song of the school year – “The Lord Bless You and Keep You” – alumni join the graded choirs on stage. Like Rachel and Lois tonight.
I first experienced this beautiful blending in 2003 with sixth-grader Rachel. I’ve missed two performances. In 2005, Keith called me on his cell (discreetly hidden in his lap) so I could harmonize in a lonely Chicago hotel room. In 2006, we were in Russia.
My three favorite altos, on the end in the back – as Woodworths often are. The seven-part “Amen” speaks to my soul.
It’d be nice to think Julia might join the choir in a few years, but – as Keith so aptly commented during a road trip when all four girls were singing – “So, you think art for Julia in middle school?”
Until next May, choir – The Lord bless you and keep you, too. I’ll see you then. And you’ll see a big wad of Kleenex catching eight years of memories.
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