From down the street, this noisy racket rang out, and then I heard singing. I bundled up and went outdoors, taking Samson along, to find a bunch of Saint Louis University High kids, along with some of their girlfriends, caroling down the street. I recognized some of the guys from working with the choir there.
My choice from them was “Feliz Navidad,” complete with maracas and dancing. They kicked in “Auld Lang Syne” for good measure.
A chilly Sunday night is now warmer. And I’m a bit misty-eyed.
Christmas Lessons & Carols tonight . . . the Church of Saint Michael and Saint George in Clayton . . . a full house, and very participatory . . . and unaccompanied anthems all the way. The organ only sang for the carols, the prelude and the amazing postlude.
Hymn 102: Once in Royal David’s City
Parry: Welcome Yule!
Lloyd: Adam our Father
Ireland: Nowell, Nowell
Hymn 78: O little town of Bethlehem
Traditional: Riu, Riu, Chiu
Gibbs: Salutation Carol
Tavener: Hymn for the Mother of God
Traditional, arr. Walford Davies: The holly and the Ivy
Chilcott: The Shepherd’s Carol
Goss: See amid the winter’s snow
Friedell: Saw you never in the twilight
Hymn 83: O come, all ye faithful
Carter: The Oxen
Hymn 87: Hark, the herald angels sing
I was delighted that my own setting of Thomas Hardy’s The Oxen was included in the service, and that the choir sang it to perfect beauty.
And with this service, four services in 30 hours comes to a close.
The holiday season has arrived at Chez Carter. Samson’s ornament is on the tree. Also on the tree are numerous ornaments created by mother, one painted by Aunt Esther many years ago, mementos of shows and casts, ornaments purchased on my various trips around the world, and gifts from students and friends over nearly 30 years of adult life. This tree is filled with memories as well as life. (But the tree itself, of course, is a pre-lit factory creation, most likely made in a shop in China.)