There was more excitement this past weekend beyond the Carthage Christmas Festival. It was also when the Southeast Wisconsin synod of the ELCA was to elect a new bishop, and our senior pastor and good friend Jeff Barrow was amongst the frontrunners. (He had very nearly been elected bishop five or six years ago when
One more word about this year’s Christmas Festival. . . which from all accounts was the most splendid that Carthage has ever mounted. . . Over and over I heard from people that it was the best they had ever seen, and even though my own personal participation was only as one of the accompanists,
Our house is looking quite festive now, and it’s thanks at least in part to our niece, Lorelai, who for the second year in a row has been on hand (along with her Grandpa Gall) to help us hang ornaments on our 9-feet tree. I’m not sure anything could be more precious than to observe
Last night was the opening night of the Carthage Christmas Festival - and by and large it was a triumphant night which more than lived up to its title, “Joy!” There were some hiccups, mostly technical ones involving technology, plus a scary moment during the Gospel Messengers performance when a soloist seems to have fainted
It’s now three nights in a row that Kathy and I have been awakened in the middle of the night by a barking dog - but last night was the night when Bobbi nearly became a coat. We both went to bed just after 9:00 - I think the last time I went to bed
I just got home from playing for the Tremper High School Christmas Concert . . . and I wish that I thought to charge Polly by the note - because I ended up playing a blizzard of notes tonight. Between “The Lord is my Light” “Sing we now of Christmas” and “Tomorrow Shall Be My
