I’m in the adult choir at church. The current choir director’s aunt, Viola, is also in the choir. So she is Aunt Viola to quite a few people.
Aunt Viola was the director of the choir herself for many years, back in the “old” church. That church was torn down to make room for a new building in 1965.
Not long ago, I heard from someone that she was looking for a picture of the old choir. She thought it was in the church archives, but nobody could find it. But I happened to have a copy. Another person that was in the choir had given it to me to scan for a book project a few weeks before.
So I uploaded it and ordered an 8×10 print for Aunt Viola. I sat behind Viola and her husband the next Sunday. As people were visiting before church started, I handed over the envelope and told her there was a little surprise in it. She opened the envelope, and knew right away what it was. And was she ever excited to have it! It made us very happy to have made her day. She was talking about it for the rest of the day — actually, for a few weeks.
So here it is, the choir of Tabor Mennonite Church in 1946. Aunt Viola is on the far right in the front row.