The love, affection, and commitment that my mom showed to God through her faithful service in the St. Paul's Choir was not lost on the choir, nor on the church leadership. So, it was a wonderful thing to learn that they wanted to commemorate mom by having a special performance of a song dedicated to her this Palm Sunday. The date is April 9, which happens to be mom and dad's anniversary date. This would have been their 62nd anniversary.
Mom was a member of the choir as long as she was able to get herself to Thursday night rehearsals. From the first days upon arriving in Oakville back in 1969, mom and dad were in the choir.
Friday, November 03, 2017
I'm From ... chapter 3
I'm from ABBA.
You have no idea what this band means to me, not just because of the great music they created, but because of the way the group's music anchors me in the 70s.
I'm from the grade 8 dance where ABBA played and I was afraid to ask someone.
I'm from SOS.
I'm Dancing Queen.
I'm from singing along to the chorus. And from those cool background lines, and the smooth harmonies, and the crystal clear vocals that sound as beautiful as the women who sang them.
I'm from excellent production combined with musical genius.
I'm from Sweden and I've never been there.
You have no idea what this band means to me, not just because of the great music they created, but because of the way the group's music anchors me in the 70s.
I'm from the grade 8 dance where ABBA played and I was afraid to ask someone.
I'm from SOS.
I'm Dancing Queen.
I'm from singing along to the chorus. And from those cool background lines, and the smooth harmonies, and the crystal clear vocals that sound as beautiful as the women who sang them.
I'm from excellent production combined with musical genius.
I'm from Sweden and I've never been there.
Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it? I ask in all honesty
What will I be
Without a song or a dance, what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me
Anni-frid
Benny
Björn
Agnetha
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Tell me please, 'cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow
And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What I'm trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know
Oh yes I wanna know
The name of the game (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (But I think I can see in your face)
(That it means a lot)
What's the name of the game? (Your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do? (Got a feeling you give me no choice)
(But it means a lot)
What's the name of the game? (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (But I think I can see in your face)
(That it means a lot)
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow
And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What I'm trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know
Oh yes I wanna know
The name of the game (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (But I think I can see in your face)
(That it means a lot)
What's the name of the game? (Your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do? (Got a feeling you give me no choice)
(But it means a lot)
What's the name of the game? (I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you? (But I think I can see in your face)
(That it means a lot)
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