Word: alongs
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Chris: Do you want me to put on my uniform? [He gestures to a plastic shopping bag he brought along...
...have knocked off a few 1950s tunes, a handful of ballads and scads of Jazz standards. The crowd gradually quiets down, probably somewhere in the middle of the old Scottish air "Loch Lomond," and by the dom-dom-dom-dom-dom of "Come Go With Me," they're singing along. After 25 minutes, the boys take a collective bow and blow out of the room, leaving the bankers to their drinks. The songs sound pretty good, the showmanship is high, and the polish is extraordinary. It should be. By 1999, the group has had 53 years to get it right...
...Kroks launch into the same songs, the same choreography, and they elicit the same smiles from the crowd, who again sing along with "Come Go With Me." Hours of obsessive rehearsing have yielded a pretty impressive product, and these kids, who could be playing pranks or socializing on one of the first Friday nights of the school year, are giving a professional show. Afterwards they'll go out and have a good time, to be sure, but for now they're intent on pressing those same tried-and-true buttons to earn, at the end of the night, a standing...
...guess summer was always a good season for me, tooolong days turning into short months at William Lawrence Camp in New Hampshire, and then in high school years, long nights at the local diner or movies. Throw in a week-long family vacation to Cape Cod or Vermont somewhere along the line, and you've got yourself a solid little season there. But summerowell, summer never really did it for me, either. September was always just a few months away...
...transition to my new life is almost complete. This year, instead of rushing off to every comp and introductory meeting for every interesting club on campus, I'm taking a low-key tack. And I've been making time to take walksolong walks along the river, in the fresh autumn breeze, with nothing but my thoughts and the scenery. Sometimes, I can even hear nature singing Simon and Garfunkel: "Slow down, you're moving too fast you've got to make the morning last...