wwh wrote: I am astounded that after going to Sunday school only until my voice changed and I got kicked out of the choir, I remember so clearly ...
When my voice broke, they kept me on as a teacher and invited me to join the choir... (takes all sorts...)
That's probably why when I saw the question about a watchword, I couldn't help recalling one of Henry Alford's hymns, starts with--
Forward! be our watchword,
Steps and voices joined;
Seek the things before us,
Not a look behind.
I often wondered how we'd manage with our voice joined to our legs. Probably better if we didn't look behind.