Tuesday, January 4, 2011

If You Were Singing For Pizza You Wouldn't So Much As Got A Wiff Of It

Go with a song in your heart, go with music in your soul. Leave with a memory of a melody. Go with a song in your heart.

RIP, Mr. Duane D. Gohlke, a great man who taught many generations of people to live with music in their souls (and shorts.)

Go With A Song In Your Shorts

Thank you, Mr. Gohlke, for always calling me by my last name, for telling the altos to be more manly, for lucky pennies that go in lucky left shoes, for never settling for someone's second best, and for always being a teacher first and foremost. So many lives were touched by your kindness, odd humor, and tireless devotion to music and education.

The Lord bless you and keep you. The Lord lift his countenance upon you and give you peace. The Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you. Amen.


  1. I'm glad you were able to go to his funeral. Memories are always bittersweet that way.

  2. Exactly. I am very glad that I went. It provided a lot of closure.