The closest I came was when my daughter was attending her exclusive arts school up in the woods at Idylwild. We were wa;ling back to her dorm on parents' day, and about 100 yard ahead of us, three boys, pants sagging around their knees, chains swinging at their belts, abruptly turned off the path and headed into the trees on a shortcut to another dorm--and one suddenly tipped back his head and let loose with a few lines from Verdi. His tenor echoed between the trees and my knees actually wobbled.
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The closest I came was when my daughter was attending her exclusive arts school up in the woods at Idylwild. We were wa;ling back to her dorm on parents' day, and about 100 yard ahead of us, three boys, pants sagging around their knees, chains swinging at their belts, abruptly turned off the path and headed into the trees on a shortcut to another dorm--and one suddenly tipped back his head and let loose with a few lines from Verdi. His tenor echoed between the trees and my knees actually wobbled.