CAROLINE MAE GESSLEY CRABILL

A MOM & DAD MEMORY: IM IN THE 5TH GRADE CHOIR/GLEE CLUB AT THE ORIGINAL T.G.MORTON SCHOOL [BEFORE THE FIRE]--WE HAVE A CONCERT AT SOME JR. HIGH AUDITORIUM--PROGRAM HAS 2 SOLO'S AND IM SINGING THE 1ST ONE--THE AUDITORIUM IS PACKED--MOM & DAD ARE STANDING IN THE MIDDLE AISLE ABOUT 6 ROWS FROM THE STAGE--I START SINGING AND I CAN HEAR MOM YELLING--"THAT'S MY SON, THAT'S MY SON"----I FINISHED MY SOLO AND MOM & DAD ARE GOING NUTS--JUMPING UP AND DOWN, HUGGING & KISSING EACH OTHER, SMILING--THEY WERE HAPPY--IM TAKING MY PLACE IN THE BACK OF THE CHOIR AND I LOOK AT DAD--HE GIVES ME THAT NOD--AFTERWARDS, I NEVER SANG IN THE GLEE CLUB OR CHOIR AGAIN--I JUST FIGURED THAT I WOULD NEVER HAVE AN AUDIENCE LIKE THAT AGAIN--SO WHY BOTHER---AFTER MOM PASSED AND THE YEARS STARTED GOING BY, EVERY NOW AND THEN DAD WOULD COME UP TO ME OUT OF THE BLUE AND SAY--"ROBBIE, SING SHENANDOAH FOR ME"------HE NEVER FORGOT---------------------PEACE

Nice pictures Rob