play, concert and calamari

I managed to sleep all 7 hours from Virginia Beach to Greenville. Sleeping in a car is definately my superpower. This doesn't bode well for my driving though, black dogs and all.

I did get to see the play. And since I was so well rested, I enjoyed it immensely. I went to the Green Room afterwards to see Ginger and Geoff and Mrs. Jacobson. It was delightful to see them again. It has been a while. Mrs. Jacobson was my high school English teacher. I miss her.

Thanks to Mrs. St. John, blessings on her head, I got to go to the Commencement Concert which also was delightful. (They played Saint-Saéns' Maestoso" section from his Symphony No. 3. Dr. Dunbar played the organ. It was so beautiful. It needed to be a little louder.)
Also, I have never heard BJ choirs sound so good. Of course I've been away, so maybe I have forgotten. But they were singing Rutter, and I could understand their Latin. That is a feat. The guys were very clear, and the ladies hit their high notes with grace. It was remarkable.
Finally, Dr. Gus premiered a song about Job 38:7 (when the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy). It was beautiful. It ended spectacularly with the tune Nicea. You could hear the brass singing "Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!" It was a blessing.

There was an amusing story in there before the concert I left out. Christa and I went to Olive Garden with grandmothers, parents, aunt and brother. But we had barely sat down before we had to leave for the concert. The wait was long, and we didn't make it there early enough. But, I did get my fried calamari, bread and salad. You have to take a stand for some things in life.