A True Perfectionist
It was Sunday morning in the Choir loft. As we waited for Mass to begin, Richard was practicing a new solo part alongside Faith, our Organist. Meanwhile, myself and another Choir member were quietly conversing. Suddenly, I felt we were being watched. I looked up to see Richard glaring at us with his "have you quite finished?" look.
He so reminded me of my dad. Richard was a remarkable man.
-Raina Taylor-
Posted by Raina Taylor
Saturday February 22, 2014 at 12:46 am