I remember now why I never got to sing “Morning Song” with the sixth graders. Every year the Bloomington, MN, School District redrew the elementary school boundaries. I spent sixth grade in a different school where that song wasn’t in the repertoire.
Oh, wow, Rob! Thanks for widening my understanding of these things. And especially for the Maureen Neuberger-margarine connection. I wish I had known.
I highly recommend Amy E. Platt’s thorough and entertaining story at the Oregon Historical Society (see the link in Rob’s comment) about then state Rep. Neuberger’s role in ending a ban on colored margarine that stood from 1915 to 1951. It’s quite a yarn!
Sullivan's hymn tune, St. Kevin: a family favorite, and I have an organ setting that is LOTS of fun, and has a BIG finish. Always a favorite, "triumphant gladness," indeed.
Frozen strawberries were cut into slices and served with Cool Whip. When they were on sale, they were stock piled in a locker we rented at a butcher shop!
This will speak for itself: Reflecting on the Oregon Story: Maurine Neuberger and the Margarine Mayhem
I remember now why I never got to sing “Morning Song” with the sixth graders. Every year the Bloomington, MN, School District redrew the elementary school boundaries. I spent sixth grade in a different school where that song wasn’t in the repertoire.
Oh, wow, Rob! Thanks for widening my understanding of these things. And especially for the Maureen Neuberger-margarine connection. I wish I had known.
I highly recommend Amy E. Platt’s thorough and entertaining story at the Oregon Historical Society (see the link in Rob’s comment) about then state Rep. Neuberger’s role in ending a ban on colored margarine that stood from 1915 to 1951. It’s quite a yarn!
I so very much enjoyed this discussion of oblique writing!
Hi Fran:
Sullivan's hymn tune, St. Kevin: a family favorite, and I have an organ setting that is LOTS of fun, and has a BIG finish. Always a favorite, "triumphant gladness," indeed.
Frozen strawberries were cut into slices and served with Cool Whip. When they were on sale, they were stock piled in a locker we rented at a butcher shop!
This will speak for itself: Reflecting on the Oregon Story: Maurine Neuberger and the Margarine Mayhem
https://www.ohs.org/blog/reflecting-on-the-oregon-story.cfm
Fondly, Rob Stoltz