Palm Sunday was March 24th and I could have not possibly been prouder. I was not apprehensive or nervous. However, I cannot explain why I didn't get any sleep the night before. Chalk it up to excitement and anticipation. When the Pueri started to sing I could feel the eyes on the back of my neck as the congregation craned their necks to see where that beautiful sound was coming from. I know you as choristers were amazed at how different you sounded in this church. That is the magic of this particular building and you really did sound like angels. Your parents who have heard you many times couldn't even believe it was actually you but as you know, it was. ... Mike Bradley |
