
The composer of Dear Mrs. Parks, Hannibal Lokumbe, and the arranger of several of our smaller pieces, Pamela Warrick-Smith, arrived last evening. Hannibal talked to us about his experiences which inspire his music.
Hannibal Lokumbe, Philip Brunelle and Trudy Weaver Miller.

During the rehearsal, there was a rather lengthy thunderstorm storm which killed the lights over the choir and orchestra in the shed. I'm surprised the camera caught any detail.

We moved to the audience space where we could read by the emergency lighting.

This morning we awoke to dense fog.

But the lights were fixed and we could get on with the business of preparing a concert.
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