Today was one of those days for fellow bass, and friend, Andrew Walker.
When his name was read by President Jarrett, Andrew stood and waved, which solicited clapping, but also some "boo's" from the bass section, simply because we didn't want him to leave. He's become a part of the choir family--part of the bass family--and there's a real emotional response when you realize that part of the family is leaving.
The whole broadcast, I kept thinking how it must feel to be Andrew. How can you make your last singing experience with the choir all that you want it to be? That's a tall order--almost impossible. I remember my last concert with BYU's Concert Choir. I was determined to take as many mental and emotional snapshots as possible. I remember walking on the stage, where I was standing, looking at the audience, treasuring the songs, feeling an overwhelming sadness, but an equally overwhelming sensation of having been part of something great, something wonderful.
Remembering that final experience of my own, I thought that maybe Andrew was having a similar experience. My heart was sad for him, but glad for him too. Glad that he had the opportunity to sit in a choir seat for as long as he did to make a wonderful contribution to the choir. His testimony was literally felt by hundreds of thousands. I hope he knows that, and I hope he knows how grateful we all are for his optimistic, insightful, and friendly nature.
Farewell Andrew (B-100!). Until we see you again, may God be with you.
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| Andrew, from today's broadcast |
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| A snapshot while on our recent tour |
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