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October 14, 2003

Hampton Union

(A journalist decides to join a chorus)

As the car door closes with an old clunk and I walk from the back of the First Congregational Church to its heavy, wooden double-door in the front, the nervous jangle is deep in my stomach. Just below the rib cage is a distantly familiar feeling. "I feel like Iím going on a freakiní first date," I say aloud.

Nervous? Of course Iím nervous. Iím about to do something I havenít done since I was an innocent. And Iím going to do it in public. Well, not exactly in public but with the public, with people I donít know. As I walk through the doors, thereís no escaping it. Iím committed now. I am going to have to sing. More

Posted by acapnews at October 14, 2003 2:42 PM

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