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I Said, It'll Be Rained Out

I was hosting singing tonight. Around 6:20ish, it started to pour down rain, and I thought, oh, well, looks like it'll be a small singing tonight. No one will want to come out in the rain.

Ha. Ha ha.

Sixteen people showed up (for reference, the maximum seating capacity in my apartment is seventeen), including regulars, a new person, and two old friends who have not been in Hyde Park in years. My apartment was ringing with song and fellowship.

On top of all that, there was a four-year-old boy in my building who went missing for an hour, and his parents were frantic and asking everyone if they'd seen him. None of the singers arriving saw him, but just as we got ready to start, the police returned the boy to his parents, so we led off with "The Prodigal Son" in his honor. And then we were off and running, singing from four books, with close to fifteen years' worth of Hyde Park singing experience represented in the room.

And I thought no one would come . . .


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Jun. 28th, 2013 11:14 am (UTC)
That sounds wonderful! And I'm glad the little boy was all right.
Jun. 28th, 2013 11:22 am (UTC)
It was an exciting evening all around, definitely. I'm glad I made enough cookies to feed everyone, and I'm so glad that Hugh and Natalia independently and randomly decided to show up, and I'm really glad that the little boy got back home just as we started to sing. Everything worked out perfectly, and it was entirely worth the buckets of sweat from that many people sitting together and singing in a small, hot room.
Jun. 30th, 2013 02:16 pm (UTC)
!!! I'm sorry I missed that reunion! (although it would have been an even longer trip than usual since I was still in Croatia last Thursday)
Jun. 30th, 2013 04:24 pm (UTC)
The reunion was completely unplanned. Neither Hugh nor Natalia knew the other one was going to be there, and neither of them had mentioned ahead of time that they'd be coming. Hugh arrived just as we started, but Natalia came a little later, and several people had to pick their jaws up off the floor, let me tell you!
Jun. 28th, 2013 08:33 pm (UTC)
You have the most interesting life and, therefore, the best stories. I'm glad you had a great singing. It sounds like so much fun.

Edited typo so there were words here that were intelligible. ;-)

Edited at 2013-06-28 08:34 pm (UTC)
Jun. 28th, 2013 11:16 pm (UTC)
It was an amazing singing! My living room isn't all that big -- sixteen people really fills it right up -- and with the plaster walls and ceiling and the hardwood floors, it sounds lovely no matter how many are singing. But when sixteen or seventeen gather in that small and resonant a space, the building thunders with the music, and we can certainly be heard from half a block away. My neighbors are lovely and kind and patient!

And I was so happy that the police brought the little boy back home safely just as we started to sing. Singing while he was missing would have been terrible.
Jun. 30th, 2013 08:59 am (UTC)
I'm really glad the little boy was safe.

And wow, sounds like a great night in your place!
Jun. 30th, 2013 04:23 pm (UTC)
It was a great stroke of luck, the little boy arriving home just as we started. For a while, I was standing at the door, polling singers as they arrived to see if they'd seen him. And, of course, what could we possibly start with after that other than "The Prodigal Son?"

Big singings at my place are glorious. The living room is perfectly designed to resonate even with a small group, and a large group just makes the entire building echo, and you can hear us out on the street, and it's an amazing sound.
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