Concordia College Song Page

Pictures 1988-1991

First Presbyterian, May 1989. I joined late and under protest, telling Professor <br>Hafso, "I can't sing!" But choir was fun and my singing got (slightly) better.

Preparing to leave for Vancouver Island and Seattle, May 1989. More innocent<br> years when you didn't need passports.

Morning devotions at the Frank Slide site in southwest Alberta, where <br>70 people were crushed in an avalanche in 1903. I kept listening for distant rumbling!

A beach near Victoria, May 1989. The night we were so tired we forget a song in concert and <br>Prof. Hafso told the congregation he would "take us behind the woodshed".

A stopoff in interior B.C. "Don't trip on those bleached bones <br>from last year's tour when people stood on the train tracks."

The first morning on the bus, May 1989. Typically there was a party bus and <br>a couples-H.T.-movie bus. I have no pictures because I was never on it!

Warming up, May 1989. We would do these long vocal swoops to stretch <br>our voices. This was really not pleasant for those who were hung over.

Alison and Paul waiting for the ferry to leave, May 1989. <br>No wonder it was slow when it contained our bus and its 632 suitcases.

Girls in the grass, alas, May 1989. Interior B.C. is very pretty. <br>There's just... too many trees.

Group pose in Calgary, May 1989. We got a little squirrelly <br>sitting on those buses all day, and 1/60 of a second is all you get.

Jim and Corey doing a Sears pose at Paradise Beach. <br>"No one told me there would be seagulls at the beach!"

Mitzi, Mike, and Paul by the bus. There was always someone <br>on tour who seemed to have a guitar crazy-glued to them.

Preparing for the concert, May 1989. Even though there were <br>68 people covering for you in a choir, I always found this time stressful.

The wind was a little bracing on the Tsawwassen ferry to Victoria. Heck, <br>I get worn out just trying to pronounce "Tsawwassen."

Todd, Veda, Blair, and Cindy in B.C., probably <br>Vancouver Island. Smile pretty.

Jim, Kent, and Colin at Beach Corner, November 1989. "So nice to <br>have you join our leetle paarty.."

H.T. rehearsing in Beach Corner, November 1989. They tended to be <br>late for supper because of extra rehearsals. That's why they're all slim!

Some hacky-sack outside the church in Winnipeg, April 1990. Maybe <br>we got a little antsy when the rain stopped.

A pleasant break before the concert, Oxbow, Saskatchewan, April 1990. There's more <br>to Saskatchewan than grainfields. Not <em>much</em> more, but more.

A stopoff in scenic, freezing Saskatoon. I always have to say that just <br>because we're Canadians it doesn't mean we <em>like</em> winter.

H.T. rehearsing at First Presbyterian, April 1990. At the end of choir tour people <br>are starting to stand farther apart after not so many baths.

We had an afternoon before the concert in Winnipeg. A brave attempt at <br>sunbathing in a Canadian summer.

Darren bouncing a hacky-sack, Winnipeg, April 1990. <br>No smartphones to amuse ourselves in 1990!

Kristen & Ken, Winnipeg, 1990. That year we had Christa, Krista, Kristen, <br>Kirsten, Christine. If you forgot a girl's name you just made a 'k' sound.

Kent's party, April 1990. Only choir people can get this silly without <br>very much alcohol involved.

Kent's party: Todd, Blair, Michelle & Sherry, <br>probably taken during an earthquake, I suppose.

Heidi & Andrea at Kent's party. I'm not sure what they're <br>looking at. Perhaps Sherry was still on the floor.

Halloween at Christa and Michelle's house, 1990. Two years later I would live <br>in Hawaii, and being around hula girls was better than dressing like one.

Deb and Twila at Halloween. For a girl to wear a costume<br> with giant grapes is asking for choir-sized jokes, but she did it!

The Halloween party. Ken was already in the reserves and those <br>were his work clothes. Good thing no one there was a garbageman.

'The two Johns.' They thought it was clever. I thought <br>it was a sneaky way to avoid making two costumes!

Blair being abducted, April 1991. We drew felt markers all over his chest. <br>Tour brings out the 'Lord of the Flies' in some men.

April 1991 tour bus. That was my last tour, and I remember
spending most of the <br>time on the bus. I think the route map was drawn with a Spirograph.

A roadside stopoff at some waterfalls, April 1991. Getting wet outside wasn't <br>a good idea in early April, even in interior B.C.

A forest lunch stop, April 1991. Our tour manager was a teensy overprotective. <br>I think she wanted to keep us away from roads.

The 1991 tour especially seemed to be the 'guitar tour' as someone<br> was playing one <em>everywhere</em>. Not always <em>well</em>, but playing.