Behind the front page: Bad memories of choir in middle school

This past spring I did something which brought back some less-than-fond memories for me—I joined a choir.Don’t get me wrong—I’m very much enjoying singing in our church choir; more on that later.The thing is, the last time I sang in a choir was around 1973 or ‘74—yep, more than 50 years ago.That was at Butler Middle School in Waukesha. I can’t recall if it was seventh grade or eighth grade. I am pretty sure it wasn’t really by choice that I was in the large mixed choir. I’m guessing it was one of those deals where you had to choose at least one class from the arts. Given the fact that to this day I still struggle to put all the sticks of a stick man in the proper locations, I didn’t think an art class would be my best choice so I went with the music option.The funny thing is, I would have to think hard to remember what I had for lunch yesterday but I can recall the layout of my middle school choir classroom, where I sat and what the teacher looked like.

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