Monthly Archives: May 2008

Me and the Motorcycle Racer

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I’m grateful that the morning show at least occasionally takes me well out of my comfort zone and into vistas where I am a total moron.  Take Monday’s program in which we broadcast the show live from Gateway Technical College’s Horizon Center - the facility where the school’s award- winning auto repair program is housed. 

“Hear my Prayer? My Call? My Cry?”

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Sunday afternoon’s concert was mostly a sublime mountaintop experience-  but I have to relate a really funny story which occurred behind the scenes after the concert had already begun.   As I made my up to the balcony to listen to the excerpts from Vivaldi’s Gloria, which opened the program,  Dr Jim Ripley (the boss) waved

Mass Appeal

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Yesterday afternoon was in many respects the crowning moment of this extraordinary year which Carthage has enjoyed with Weston Noble.  It was a concert with almost all of our choral groups strutting their respective stuff (and doing so in impressive fashion)  but what everyone will remember for a long time to come was the piece

Thanking the Father

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It may have been Mother’s Day,  but there was a really neat “Father” moment at our church today.  As we did last year, a group of women from the church-  mostly mothers, some grandmothers, and a few others (as Jeff liked to say, the invitation was for anyone who is or has been a mother,

20 Mother’s Days

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My siblings and I lost our mom in November of 1988.   That means that today is the 20th Mother’s Day we have spent without her - or at least without her here.  And maybe even that’s not the best way to put it, because there are some very real ways in which she still is

Mother and the Metropolitan Opera

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Part One of my Friday morning show was a conversation with a wonderful woman by the name of Dorothy Constantine.   Back in March at the Lisa Neubauer swearing in ceremony - or I should say at the reception afterwards - Kate Barrow called to me across the crowded room because there was a story that

Spontaneous Destruction

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This is one of the weirdest things that has happened to me in a long long time.  It was about 7:15 tonight, and I was in the green room of the recital hall at Carthage, waiting with Shannon Burke and her teacher Amy Haines in anticipation of Shannon’s Senior Voice Recital which was to begin

Honorable Intentions

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One of the most interesting experience of the entire semester occurred yesterday afternoon when the entire full time music faculty - minus Dimitri and Peter - listened to a succession of 13 of our finest musicians compete for a place in the upcoming Honors Recital. . . which is intended to be a showcase for

Wile E. Coyote

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I was on my way from Carthage to the Racine Theater Guild with hardly a moment to spare - (it was important that I not be too late for Guys and Dolls rehearsal;  it’s getting to be crunch time.)   As I approached the Racine city limits on Green Bay Road I suddenly realized that a

Almost a Compliment

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  The Carthage Choir is in the final few days of preparation for a very special performance coming up this Sunday afternoon-  John Rutter’s “Mass for the Children,” which will be a finale of a special Mother’s Day choral concert at Carthage.  Today was our second rehearsal with the chamber orchestra that is accompanying us