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FEBRUARY 2001 NEWSLETTER
So, as of my writing, Ash Wednesday has come
and gone. That means we're observing Lent. And, as many of you know,
it's therefore only a short time until the Dove Awards come crashing
in to Holy Week. Two years back, they were on Palm Sunday; last
year they were given out on Maundy Thursday. I'm all pins and needles
wondering whether the awards will be distributed on Good Friday,
or whether they'll just skip two days and go head-to-head with the
IRS, airing the ceremony on Easter Day, April 15th. Only time will
tell. Stay tuned for more details.
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And speaking of being in tune,
it's time once again for you to pick Michael's identity for
the coming year. Regular readers will recall that for 2000,
Michael was given the alternate identity of "Skinny Rasta Man."
If you'd like to participate in this year's personality choosing,
you can click on this link:
Who Is This Michael, Really?
Go ahead . . . I'll wait. Yep. . . . Oh no, I've got A-L-L day,
pal. . . . |
Okay, now that you're back,
let us move forward through the shortest of months in the
Lost And Found calendar. The first event of the month was
a concert in Dublin, Ohio (Columbus to you and me). Had a
great time. Some kind folks from Camp Luther (a camp my family
happens to love) came over to the show. That night we drove
over to stay with our friends the Brown Family of Gahanna,
Ohio (Columbus to you and me). Next day, after a stop at the
imposing monument to consumerism known as "Easton," we drove
westward for Cincinnati (which Pete from our office spells
impeccably well).Perhaps you recall that last time we played
Cincinnati (a word with which Pete won the second grade spelling
bee), the costumes led us to imagine the show from our childhood
called "Let's Make a Deal." This time around, however, the
locals went beyond themselves and turned it into something
more like the Rocky Horror Picture Show. As you can see from
these photos, the people seemed to be interested in the song
about the girl wearing blue, eh? Not to be outdone, the hosts
offered Slide Girl Cookies for the group's nutrition needs.
The turnout in Cincinnati (a word which Pete wants to tattoo
onto his forehead) was so grand, a local policeman--Officer
Jeff Newman--was brought in to control traffic. As you might
have guessed, being a police officer, he was wearing blue.
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Luther Campers
Slide Girl Duo

Slide Girls Anonymous

Slide Girl Scary Guys!

MMMM, yummy!
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Blue-Spiky-Hair Sombrero Girl
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The next day we were scheduled
to play in Warren, Michigan (Detroit to you and me). After
being a bit lost, we found the right street. Turns out, phonetic
spelling in our directions made us look for "Shaner," a street
that doesn't exist in Warren. Eventually, however, we found
the facility and played a nice concert for lots of folks who
were coming back from Homecoming. That's right, I said Homecoming.
And yes, I'm well aware that it was February, thank you very
much. Anyway, among the gathered group, was our old friend
whom we affectionately call Blue-Spiky-Hair Sombrero Girl.
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With Warren in our rearview
mirror, we headed west to Grand Rapids, where we were treated
to an amazing musical adventure. Our longtime friend Mike
(of EGR fame) and his youth group recorded a cd of rock-out
versions of our songs. You know, power ballads and rip-roaring
metal-fest versions? Essentially, they made the first-ever
Lost And Found Tribute Album. And we're not even dead yet!
(Though we might want to consider contacting VH-1's Behind
the Music pretty soon probably, just to be safe.) You can
get a copy of this fun audio adventure by contacting Mike
at mike@orchardhill.org.
Anyway, in addition to all that, Mike turned out a huge crowd
and a good time was had by this band, of whom you're reading.Some
folks decided to bring along their own lyric sheets to help
with singing.
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Lyric sheets
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A little faster there

Echelon rocks on
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After that, we split up--er,
I mean, we went in different directions. Michael drove off
toward Texas (since he's not George Strait), while I returned
to my home. My daughter, Eleanor, has been working on her
piano moves, and seems to be following right in her dad's
footsteps when it comes to finger technique. A few days after
that, we met up at Michael's home in Los Angeles so that we
could drive northward and hook up with our pals Echelon and
Jonathan Rundman for a show in Simi Valley, California (home
of the Reagan Library). A really fun time, and lots of friends
showed up, including Micah, Joe, The Fitz Family, and others.
Next day, we stopped shortly at Sophos' shirt shop. Awesome
alliteration, eh? Hey, that's a double! In the words of Britney,
"Oops, I did it again." Which reminds me, I have a friend
in Minneapolis who claims to be going to see 'N Sync at the
Metrodome. Where was I? Oh yes, California. So, we headed
south on the 5, past my mausoleum (a story for another time),
and arrived in San Diego. We were there because we were once
again honored to be included at the annual Extravaganza event
for Lutheran Youth Leaders from all over the country. We had
the chance to catch some amazing speakers and great musicians.
Always a pleasure to be among such folks.
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After the Extravaganza, my spouse flew out for a little vacation
with her husband. Fortunately, I was already there, so she
had come to the right place. We planned to have a little break
from the Ohio cold, but we'd been gone from California long
enough to forget that February is the rainy season out west--not
to mention the Homecoming month in Michigan.We had fun, but
swimming in the pool seemed out of the question. After this
brief respite, Cris and I flew back to The Glass City, and
Michael battened down the hatches in Tinsel Town. During that
brief break, I was thrilled to be able to make a quick trip
to The Metroplex to catch a show by my all-time favorite singer,
John Hermanson. His new band, Alva
Star is really amazing and rocks my face off. Here endeth
the personal endorsement.
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After concert

Waxahachie adjacent!
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The next time Michael
and I concertized was in The Woodlands, Texas (Houston
to you and me). Had a fine turnout in the newly built
sanctuary. Right as the show ended, however, a couple
of folks finally made it in from St Charles, Louisiana.So,
not wanting to disappoint the weary travelers, we adjourned
to the chapel for a brief mini concert. The next day,
we drove on up to Dallas, Texas. Along the way, we spotted
an interesting home. Michael seemed really taken with
it, but I convinced him that the location was all bad,
being right near the highway and all.
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Anyway, arrived in Dallas
and received the official tour of the amazing complex
that is Heights Baptist Church. So many interesting
things going on! One amazing project some of youth were
working on was this "modest" mural. Never have we seen
a painting such as this in a youth group room. The sanctuary
was nearly packed for the concert, and we were two psyched
guys to have so great a night in Dallas.
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Oh, just a little painting
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Continue on to page 2
of George's Newsletter
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