"The Best Day of YOUR Life"
I remember as a child of about 7 living in Tennessee. It was 1948 and those summers were HOT! Many Churches had no air conditioning so windows and doors were kept open. We'd be out for a drive after Church on Sunday and Dad would stop by a specific Negro Church and park in front. Mom, Dad and five of us kids in the car. He'd say, "roll down the windows and listen". Man! those Negro folks knew how to sing! Some of the finest sounds I ever heard came out of those open church doors. To me, it was a Revival! Everyone in that Church was singing, clapping and totally immersed in the moment. We'd stay as long as we could but Mom would finally convince Dad to "move on".
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