I have been debating for a week now whether this post is really a good idea.

But now I realize that the edification and wholesome entertainment of my friends trumps any personal desires that I have to maintain an aura of dignity, and what little human respect that I may still have.

Not exactly the fine art of drama at its highest…admittedly farcical!

My excuse is that this was all done in response to a call for help from my high school Alma Mater … Trivium School. How could I refuse? And the chance to see Boston and its environs and my dear old friends, even for just a weekend, was too much to pass up.

It was at least twenty years ago when I made my debut on stage. Admittedly my career singing opera was a short-lived one after that performance.

And so you can imagine the pleasure that I had in receiving “the call” to assume my former role as “Mr. Box” and stand in the spotlight once again.

And so I am going to post the link to  this little “one-act operetta composed by Arthur Sullivan (before he teamed up with W.S. Gilbert) … performed on April 20, 2013.”

(The author does not appear until about minute nine)