As long as my children can remember, we have gone Caroling every Christmas.
It was begun back in 1982 by a young and not-so-traditional pastor, wielding a guitar and cowboy boots. And off we went from place to place singing to his guitar accompaniment.
After his departure, The Captain led on his guitar, while I held the songbook; and now, my son-in-law leads on his guitar with Dotter holding the songbook.
Whether it’s to folks living in a retirement home . . .
or their own homes, like Mrs. K.
and Mrs. B.
or maybe just to the folks in the Critical Care Unit of the local hospital . . .
they’ll be there, joining their voices in one accord, bringing joy to the lonely, peace to the restless, and comfort to the hopeless.
Here they are – the Carolers of 2008–every day people of all ages, shapes, and sizes sharing their voices for a few hours every holiday season.
Right about now, I reckon Vance has a little gleam in her eye . . . . . and maybe even Robin, too! And Mary Lynn, are you here?
Now for the contest!
The first person (all carolers exempt!!!) who guesses correctly where this flower arrangement is located will get his or her name added to the hat for the December 8×10 photo print drawing!
Good luck guessing!!!
Now I have to go bake!! No more excuses!