Beneath the Wraps

               When Jenna was seven years old I had signed her up for an acting class.  The show to be preformed was “You’re A Good Man, Charlie Brown”.  A few hours before taking her to the “audition” she painted red dots all over her face and told me she couldn’t possibly go because she had the measles.  I don’t know what she had against Charlie Brown at the time, but I know the entire “Peanuts” gang were not high on her list of shows to watch.  Pretending she was one of them seemed against her nature.           That first night of class the script was passed out.   Three boys and four girls read the script according to how the instructor had assigned them before she changed what parts to read for.   Lucy and Linus were cast that night but she was still getting a feel for who the other children would play and who would be double cast (as there are just six characters). ...

             I love to sing but was not blessed with the talent that makes others want to listen nor have not taken the time to develop my vocal ability.   I have joined a number of choirs through the years – well mostly church choirs.   I have joined for more to contribute to body count rather and overall I have enjoyed the company. I know I am not the greatest singer and so it is nice to belong to a body of those who do.           I remember my entire family having joined the stake choir when we lived in Kearns.   We performed twice a year as I recall – once during conference and once the first Sunday in December.   The December performance was always so awesome.   There was always at least one song that would tug at my heartstrings and my eyes would moisten as the male voices would soar behind me.             Our choir director...