Our Father
Posted on June 16, 2013 under Storytelling with one comment
So far, Father’s Day has bordered on perfection. I wrote a story at 5:30 this morning and then went for a brisk hour long walk to the East End and back. I hung out with my granddaughter, Leah Rose for part of the morning.
Later today I will watch the final round of the U.S. Open golf tournament with my son Peter and we will dine on lobster.
However, there was one hiccup… the hour and fifteen minutes I spent at the Cathedral attending mass. The sermon was far too long and was made worse by a sound system that made the priest virtually unintelligible.
And then, James MacPherson sang the Our Father and all was right with the world. Half way through, I whipped out my Blackberry and videoed the performance. The sound quality isn’t the best as I was in my perch in the back row of the tenor section.
Please go to the video tab on my webpage and have a listen.
And happy Father’s Day to all the men and thank their wives for putting up with them ( us ) !
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