Sheila 154 x 365

Sweet, young and energetic, Sheila taught first grade at St. Ann’s. Her sudden, tragic death brought the school community together more than any retreat or staff development activity ever could. Her favorite hymn, Color the World with Song still makes me cry. I’d rather have had the staff development retreat.

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Indigo Bunting said…
Nice sample. Nice tribute.
2/16/07, 9:26 AM
Otter said…
Cedar, Very nice.

Indigo, Do you think Cedar is prepping us for her 365 musical blog?
2/16/07, 4:54 PM
Cedar Waxwing said…
Heh, if only I had 365 songs about which to write.

(actually I have been thinking about it - but it would differ a bit from what you two have done)
2/16/07, 5:40 PM
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