Melinda Coffey Armstead, piano
Robert Armstead, bass-baritone
Prelude to Worship
All Through the Night . . . Welsh melody, arr. for piano by Larry Shackley
It Is Well With My Soul . . . H. Spafford/P. Bliss, arr. Craig Courtney
Wie Lieblich sind deine Wohnugen (How Lovely Are Thy Dwellings) from Requiem . . . Johannes Brahms (1833-1897)
First you’ll come to the end of the freeway. Then it’s not so much north on Woodland Avenue as it is a feeling that the pines are taller and weigh more, and the road, you’ll notice, is older with faded lines and unmown shoulders. You’ll see a cemetery on your right and another later on your left. Sobered, drive on. Drive on for miles if the fields are full of hawkweed and daisies. Sometimes a spotted horse will gallop along the fence. Sometimes you’ll see a hawk circling, sometimes a vulture. You’ll cross the river many times over smaller and smaller bridges. You’ll know when you’re close; people always say they have a sudden sensation that the horizon, which was always far ahead, is now directly behind them. At this point you may want to park and proceed on foot, or even on your knees.
by Connie Wanek