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In 1985, an idea was born. This idea was to encourage young people to understand the importance and the joy of singing praises to God. Within a year a small choral group was formed. It was exciting and new. Under the direction of a young man named Randy Hargett, this group became more than just a bunch of kids, we became family. We not only sang together; we laughed, loved and cried together.

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Monday, October 13, 2008

Precious Memories

From: Vicky Dean

I remembered our tour to the Grand Cayman Islands in the Caribbean with the Sonshine Singers from Freed Hardeman College directed by Winston Harless. We met at the church building where Cecil May, Jr. was the preacher. We went out and knocked doors and they were very hospitable—Yeah Man!! Hang Loose!! We invited them to the Gospel Meeting that Dorian Flynn was preaching each night and to the free concert on the weekend. Dorian was from South Africa and preached in Florence AL until last year. He was married to Sherry Epperson with Haleyville roots.

I remember we sang, “He Gave Her Water and It Was Not From the Well.” We slept in a nice hotel and were served meals at another place.

Three years ago Wiley and I went on a cruise and it stopped at The Cayman Islands and we rented a moped and went to the church and it looked a lot like it did when we were there. I remembered the Bible studies we set up and how hard it was to leave students who had not become Christians. They were very receptive. The natives thought that if anyone would come and teach them that they should listen. They, also, thought that bad weather (hurricanes) were God’s punishment for their becoming like the Americans.

When we were there only one big country music star had built a nice hotel, but three years ago it was like any other tourist spot. I remember the coconuts on the palm trees and how they’d whack them open with a machete. Banking was a big industry because you could deposit like in Switzerland with no questions asked. Also, snorkelers love the water. I didn’t even put my feet in the water. A church had paid my expenses and I wanted to give them their money’s worth.

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