Many years ago, I was invited to sing with a men’s chorus from Utah State University at a session of general conference of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. There were no auditions. Those who were willing to rehearse and to travel to the meeting were welcomed.
While we performed, I had what I considered to be the misfortune to be seated next to a young man who sang every word triple fortissimo and never came within a light year of the right note. I thought it was awful that he should sing so loudly when he sang so poorly, and felt certain that I was making a more valuable contribution to the spirituality of the meeting than he was. It was some time later when I realized the enormity of my mistake.
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