1944

Lovejoy Hill Cornish Flat, NH 03746

Pages turn towards the end of the year, It's time to sing our Christmas cheer.

"Silent Night," "Oh Little Town . . "Good King W.," of world renown. All of our carols, sung to scale By Joan and Eric Barradale. All of the season's sacred hymns Chorused on high by the Jack E. Grimms. The ballads of yore, nothing sweller, Enhanced and entranced by Donald Heller. Bach's six concertos, no more be said, His and our Brandenburg, Fred. There's a zither, get a hand on, Play along with Jack West Landon. At the ivories, Herbert Storfer, Hearing him, you get more for... Debussy to make you smiley, Listen awhile to Hitchcock, Wiley.Jim McClintock, good to see ya' Join him now in Ave Maria. Ah, the adagio, slower, slower, Lend an ear with Edward Roewer. That scherzo tells a holiday tale; Hum a while with Bill McGrail. A serenade to make you swoon, Played, of course, by Tom McGoon. Catch the aria, note the tenor Belted out by good Buss Benner. Quelle crescendo, high C, higher, From the tonsils of Joe Dryer. There's Brunhilde, long hair, flaxen, Singing along with Delbert Jackson. Rhapsodies from every nook, Finely tuned by Albert Cook. Beethoven's best, nine symphonies, Batoned by the Gil Anthonys. A sonatina, from the heavens, An inspiration from Donald Evans. From Ravel, a lovely chanson, Sweetly sung by Jack H. Hanson. A canon there from Pachelbel, A canon from our Cannon, Hal. A nocturne, just the way it should Come from the keys of Howard Wood. Oh, yes, indeed, you really gotta Add your voice to a Bach contata.

Oh, sweet music and all its songs That right our rights and right our wrongs; That bring us joy amongst our 'fessings, That's it. Much peace. All Blessings.