But the nice thing is that, once people start arriving, the singing starts, and everyone realizes that hey, it's a singing, and we're having fun! And then we all start to mellow a little. Today's session was a pretty big singing, with a big, rich, full-throated sound. It's diverse, too. So far, we've drawn singers from seventeen states and Canada, and some thumping good tunes have been led.
I'm co-secretary of the Convention this year, yay, which is why I know how many states we've seen represented.
After I got home and typed up today's minutes, I heard sirens outside my window. In and of itself, this is not unusual, as I live four blocks from a fire house. But today, they all seemed to converge, not passing by like they usually do. So I went to the window to watch because, hey, street theater. There were three fire truck plus a couple of assorted emergency vehicles parked around the apartment building across the street, all of them flashing lights. I couldn't really see what the problem was, though -- none of the firefighters looked especially concerned, as they moseyed into the building, and none of the residents or passers-by looked anything other than interested in the street theater. After about ten minutes, the firefighters moseyed out of the building, got in their fire trucks, and drove away.
Weird.
