This is the final performance for my oldest daughter, Chickie. In the last year she has decided that she does not like singing in front of the church. I had to bribe her to get up one last time. The deal was if she would get up, smile and sing… I would let it be the last time.
Chickie is on the far left, The Boy is on the far right – the one with his hands in his pockets the whole time.