Boston

Fourteen years ago (give or take), I was a high school junior. I was an advanced-track student who took nine credits during the spring semester instead of the allotted eight. I also didn’t have a lunch period for a semester because I had to eat lunch in AP American History in order to slip over to my audition-only choir class.  The year prior my choir teacher had told me that most students in the chamber choir chose between choir and [...]