I am working on my sun photography, using the special filter. Not quite there yet.
I was reminded several times today, and am going to quote:
“When you’re accustomed to privilege, equality looks like discrimination.”
From Monday evening. The Cards won!
Many thanks to Beverly Garner for the great seats on the third-base line.
1975. The second half of 8th grade. I was in Black and Gold Singers at Pleasant Lea Junior High. And still singing high treble.
Time to renew the covenant:
My father, Richard Carter, is 82 years old today!
Here he is 55 years ago, with a little first-born son:
Friday, June 2.
A day in the life. Three different hats, each of them delightful and satisfying.
Morning. Final audition day at Webster University. Meet and greet ten students who wish admission to the Department of Music’s various majors. Hear auditions, and meet with various faculty.
Afternoon. At home for 3.5 hours of voice lessons, and some real success in making modifications in tonal quality and breath management. I love teaching voice, and am delighted for the six new private-studio students who started lessons recently.
Evening. At New Line Theatre. Opening night of The Sweet Smell of Success. Black clothing but warm hearts as I lead the ensemble in this witty, wicked show.