Dad The Song Leader
Dad The Song Leader
There are few things I remember from the time I was born in 1959 through 1969 when we moved to Versailles, Kentucky. But there is one story that I have to tell because it has been told so many times through the years.
We attended a quiet little country church in Hopkinsville, Kentucky. Whenever they needed someone to lead the singing they would call on dad.
One Sunday morning on the way to church mom was complaining to dad about his song leading and how she wished that he would not volunteer for the job anymore. Alan and I were just sitting in the back seat quietly listening.
Later when the church service began they announced that they needed a song leader and asked if dad would please fill in for the morning worship service. As dad began to walk down the aisle Alan in a loud clear voice said “well mom, there he goes again”.
As the laughter broke out through the sanctuary mom ducked her head to embarrassed to look up.
There are few things I remember from the time I was born in 1959 through 1969 when we moved to Versailles, Kentucky. But there is one story that I have to tell because it has been told so many times through the years.
We attended a quiet little country church in Hopkinsville, Kentucky. Whenever they needed someone to lead the singing they would call on dad.
One Sunday morning on the way to church mom was complaining to dad about his song leading and how she wished that he would not volunteer for the job anymore. Alan and I were just sitting in the back seat quietly listening.
Later when the church service began they announced that they needed a song leader and asked if dad would please fill in for the morning worship service. As dad began to walk down the aisle Alan in a loud clear voice said “well mom, there he goes again”.
As the laughter broke out through the sanctuary mom ducked her head to embarrassed to look up.
posted by Ricky Sholar at 10:41 AM
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