For the past few days I have been remembering shows I directed back when I was just a newlywed. My last couple of months as a student at BYU were spent doing three Summer Stock Musicals as well as finishing up some crazy hard music analysis classes and German 101. My problem was that I was getting married the day after graduation which was also the last day of our last show in August 1978. To say that my focus was scattered would be an understatement.
Ellis had been telling me since before we got married that I would fit in nicely with all of the other musically talented people in the Whittier 7th Ward. And that was absolutely true. It wasn't long before they had me singing for all sorts of Church events, as well as weddings and funerals. I was singing so often, that pretty soon people asked me to teach voice and piano lessons. I was even called to lead the music in Primary. Within a few months, I knew a lot of Ward members and most of the kids.
Other children played Pirates, Lost Boys, Indians, the family, and even scenery such as trees and flowers. They also provided a chorus to help sing all of the songs.
My mother accompanied us at the piano.