On Saturday I was at a memorial service where the music was a piano plus a couple of hymns which everyone sung. Often at these services I'm with my mom, who reads music, knows all the hymns and loves to sing. So she sings it loud and proud, which allows me to both follow along and also sing out a little myself. The volume of an organ also lets the somewhat shyer singers participate robustly.
This option was not on offer Saturday. Nobody there really took the lead and sung it out, so we were all (at least on the side where I was) reduced to shyly piping out our weak versions of the song. It was a shame. I should probably bring my mom along to more of these, though at the age of 87 she already goes to more of them than she would like. I get it. I mean, hell, I do too.
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