I played this song many times.  I even worked with the composer . I made a pretty terrible recording of it, but it never had the meaning it has this year. The Lord willing and the creek don’t rise, I will be among my ‘family’ this time. It’s been over 45-years, and to tell the truth, I never dreamed it would happen, but circumstances (GOD moving) makes it possible. To say I am excited doesn’t even begin to describe just how I feel. It will be perfect, except for one thing. Christmas means everything since I know the real reason to celebrate, but it is missing one important event. There is no Christmas Concert. We did some mighty wonderful concerts all the years I taught in Bryan and we have done some very good programs since, but those precious moments of blended voices from youngsters in Bryan, Texas will always be the brightest. I still hear from many who blessed my heart, but, sadly, except for some old recordings, I will never hear all of them again. I’ll be home for Christmas, but there will be silence on the risers, donchaknow, really. That’s what I get from My Box of Chocolates.    AMEN