on the rim

It was thirty years ago... I was going to write this post to comment on returning from Spain 30 years ago this month.  But while remembering that event, I do not want to go with out commenting on a great loss in Scouting. Roger Thom, Chief Swimming Rock.  The Tribe of Mic-O-Say is not an actual indian tribe, rather it is the honor camping program of the Pony Express Council of the Boy Scouts of America.  The Heart of America Council also has the program on a much larger scale.  The ideals are the same.  I will never forget 1978, the year that I was introduced to the Tribe in St. Joseph.  I was tapped out and spent 24 hours silently working for the betterment of the scout camp.  I will never forget receiving my name, Golden Words, under the hands of then Medicine Man Swimming Rock, and the pride I felt at that time.  I have never forgotten the way the Scout Oath was taught by him.  He taught it in a practical way that truly emphasized the...

Christ taught of the widow's mite, and how in the accounting of heaven it was more esteemed than the rich man's gold.  She gave all she had, He gave of his plenty.  What does this have to do with singing? I had the great pleasure, to sing this past weekend with two different groups.  One was in Twin Falls, with the South Stake choir.  We joined with an orchestra, as well as other groups to present a Christmas program "Come to Bethlehem"  The other opportunity was a one night event that required over 1200 miles travel, one way to sing with the Mormon Chorale in Kansas City. (Independence, MO, actually)  the why for that one?  I was invited.  I wanted to hear them sing, and ended up singing with them.  Why? The question of the ages.  Why?  I consider myself, at best, an adequate singer.  I at times loathe my own voice, and when I compare it to those with whom I sing, feel lucky to be included.  The director of the Mormon...