I loved this sermon. Partly because it was brave. Have never forgotten the day, in 1990, when I was due to rehearse with the Hanover Band, prior to a recording and a tour to New York. Loads of us never made the rehearsal, due to "person under train" (tube, in this case). Imagine the impact upon us when we learned, upon at last arriving at the rehearsal venue, to learn that the person under train was one of our number, a second violinist too afraid to admit to his mum that he had AIDS, due to his homosexuality. What a truly awful day that was, for us all. Why hadn't he told any of us, his friends, what torment he was enduring? - We'll never know.
I loved this sermon. Partly because it was brave. Have never forgotten the day, in 1990, when I was due to rehearse with the Hanover Band, prior to a recording and a tour to New York. Loads of us never made the rehearsal, due to "person under train" (tube, in this case).
Imagine the impact upon us when we learned, upon at last arriving at the rehearsal venue, to learn that the person under train was one of our number, a second violinist too afraid to admit to his mum that he had AIDS, due to his homosexuality. What a truly awful day that was, for us all. Why hadn't he told any of us, his friends, what torment he was enduring? - We'll never know.