Every year my friend Barbara and I go to see Amahl and the Night Visitors performed at Grace Church. All the singers are always great and charismatic, and hearing this music makes me happy. It is the music of my Christmas childhood. It never fails to put me right back into the best memories. I can actually remember being so anxious on Christmas Eve I could barely contain myself. Anything was possible. That is still true, technically. Not even technically. Every night is Christmas Eve in a way.
Two of the kings passing us by as they walk up the aisle.