tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297631190403710992.post2252252318592162046..comments2024-03-27T14:34:57.325-04:00Comments on Through a Glass, Darkly: A Visit with FriendsM.K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09205619221345704689noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297631190403710992.post-34564528479866466582011-07-22T09:02:26.696-04:002011-07-22T09:02:26.696-04:00It was my desire to be there with you and your Mot...It was my desire to be there with you and your Mother fro the visit, but alas, work had my full attention.<br /><br />The chaise was "Mother's" favorite place to rest and cool off after a morning tending her gardens and flowers.<br /><br />It was an amazing experience to sing with you those two years and having the honor of singing under Mr. B's direction since 1964 I may have some incite as to how you were able to accomplish as much as you did... he is a teacher, encourager. It has been his passion for over 60 years to bring unbelievable accomplishments out of his students. You my Dear Friend are one of his favorite "students".<br /><br />WayneWaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06769352327412814652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297631190403710992.post-86544559038224380682011-07-22T07:46:59.636-04:002011-07-22T07:46:59.636-04:00A picture of peace, indeed! I'm so glad you t...A picture of peace, indeed! I'm so glad you took a picture. I bet your kids love to hear you sing. I was singing to Birdie the other day and she said, "Okay, thank you. That's good." Croaky Grans.Pom Pomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01524994024698986829noreply@blogger.com