I first began to sing some 60 years ago as a little boy at Greenbank Infants’ School on Bristol, U.K.
A bit later I began to enjoy singing between the ages of 9 and 11 at Eastville Junior Mixed School.
Then I learned to sing, first as a treble and then as a baritone at Fairfield Grammar School (1955-1960).
In my Priestly ministry I used my strong voice to “bring out” congregational singing in Fitchburg, Chicopee, Pittsfield and Cambridge (each town in Massachusetts).
Note that I said “my strong voice”. Mine is not a great voice, but it is able to keep tune and have a powerful volume.
I’ve not sung in a choir on a regular basis since those FGS days (1955-1960).
True enough I have been a pinch hitter in each of those four congregations, but I’ve never had a sustained commitment to choral singing.
(I’ve always believed that my sight reading is poor, so I have shied away from joining local choral groups).
With the gracious encouragement of Seth Wertz, Director of Music at St. Boniface Church, Siesta Kay, FL, I have joined the summer choir there.
I sang with the choir this morning. We rehearsed at 8:00 a.m. for a 9:00 a.m. service. My sight reading was better than I’d thought, but I still have a problem with timing.
Despite this, I felt privileged and blessed to be singing again. It felt so very wonderful to be part of a choir.
As I sang I thanked Mr. W.J. Richards, Music Master at Fairfield Grammar School for introducing me to the joys of choral music all those years ago.