Wednesday 14 November 2012

Remembrance Day is for Remembering


Our youngest son Scott, who sang with Amabile Boys and Men’s Choirs for a decade, couldn’t be there for the annual Amabile In Remembrance concert this year. It was always his favourite concert of the season, but now as a Lieutenant, on active military duty with 414 Squadron, Ottawa, he joined thousands of others at the National War Memorial for the Remembrance Day ceremony there.  He called and asked me to “thank the guys for singing today... and for remembering.” (In full disclosure: I had the best seat in the house, as the narrator for the afternoon.) He would have been proud as the world-renowned Amabile Boys and Men’s Choirs continued its annual tribute and London, Ontario tradition to those who gave their lives in the name of Freedom...and those, like Scott who serve today. 

Each year, the choirs choose a special theme of remembrance and this year, they focused on the stories of women impacted by war. The concert opened with Caccini’s “Ave Maria,” the most well-known story of a mother who tragically lost her only son – majestic simplicity in the amazing acoustics of the cathedral. And then all four boys and men’s choirs told of those left behind in song and story: a young wife, turned aircraft mechanic to support her young son; an 18 year-old girl assigned to the records department who coordinated paperwork as soldiers departed, full of hope and pride.  

The repertoire always features a significant number of selections by Canadian composers, and oftentimes original compositions and arrangements by members of Primus, Amabile Men’s Choir. This year featured the poignant “Soldier’s Cry” arranged by Trent Worthington, “Carrickfergus” by Mark Sirett, “ and an arrangement of “In Flanders Fields.” The highlight of the concert was a signature piece commissioned specially for this concert by Primus from London composer, Jeff Christmas, entitled “Remember” for the laying of the wreathe by Grace Shewan, WWII veteran and war bride. The cathedral acoustics echoed as trumpeter, Gwyn Beynon, played the Last Post and Reveille, and the ceremony came to a close with an uplifting arrangement of Stephen Schwartz’s “Beautiful City” from Godspell -- Out of the ruins and rubble; Out of the smoke; Out of our night of struggle; Can we see a ray of hope? One pale thin ray reaching for the day. We can build a beautiful city, Yes, we can; We can build a beautiful city, Not a city of angels. But we can build a city of man, Brick by brick, heart by heart, we can start learning now.
After a rousing singalong with the audience of WWI and WWII favourites, the incredible afternoon came to a close, all too soon.  One could see, by the tears on faces and the hush in the stillness, that the messages of peace, hope and love were felt and heard. 

Scott is hopeful that he can make it for next year’s concert, to thanks the guys in person.

Thursday 13 September 2012

My New Resolve, thanks to Tim McGraw

Who knew that being unemployed was a full-time job...
...if you want to get back to work, that is!

I'm fortunate enough to work with an excellent career counseling service, and they keep me hopping with counselor calls, teleconferences, homework and the like. I have really only applied for one job since 1991, so my resume sure needed work to be brought up to 2012 standards.  ...and my Cover Letter was pretty basic - wow - lots to learn.

While this 'job search' thing is occupying a lot of my day, I have resolved to use this down time a bit more productively.

There a handful of things that I have wanted to do for a long-time, but this thing called a j-o-b always got in the way. So I've added some things to my day:
  • Pick up my guitar again - I was never great, but maybe with a little extra time on my hands...
  • My wife has been bugging me about a few fix-it projects that were never completed,
  • My one great regret in school is that I never learned to read sheet music,
  • Walk Molly - the Wonder Dog more often - we could both use it,
  • I've always envied the professional athletes who got paid and all they had to do each day was 'train'.  I'm actually signed-up for the upcoming Detroit Marathon... and right now I'm still getting paid by my former employers, so I guess I'm sort-of there after all,
  • Did I mention that I should maybe pay closer attention to the lyrics of Tim McGraw's song, :Live Like You Were Dying".  Be the kind of man I know I can be.
That's a lot to get done in one day.  I'd better get moving!

Wednesday 12 September 2012

Don't Promise Me A Rose Garden

Great Lynn Anderson song - classic Country.

It's instantly what I thought of when yet another professional business leader failed to follow up on the simplest of courtesies: the follow-up.

As one of the newest members of "the unemployed", I am trying diligently to get back into the working world... and am now experiencing the "no shows".  The individuals who say, "I'll e-mail you Monday so we can set up a time to..."you guessed it!  No e-mail call or any kind of follow up.

Tonight a friend told me that it's a 'management ploy' to see if I really want the gig. Not if they can't even type an e-mail.

Many thanks to the employers who actually do acknowledge resumes, e-mails, calls, appointments etc - even if the answer was "no" or "sorry we've filled that vacancy".

I'm even okay with the ball back in MY court, as in: "why don't you follow-up with me next Monday?"  I never miss an appointment...

...but Don't Promise Me A Rose Garden.  I may not like those flowers anyway.