It was at St. Mark’s All Saints Day service on Friday night when I heard the news. Oh, I expected and heard the name of Jeff Lilley, the long-time pastor of the Lutheran Church of Honolulu, who died suddenly on October 13th just before the service. But what was a total shock was hearing the… Read More RIP Mother Jodene
Last Thursday, my sister, Doris Au MacDonald and her musical partner, Sharon Dennis, (aka The Braeded Chord) arrived for a 12-day concert tour in Hawaii. I can hardly believe that it has been ten years since their last tour here—it was at that time they introduced the Alleluia Mass setting of the communion service to the congregation… Read More The Braeded Chord in Hawaii week
I really wasn’t expecting to play for church this morning; in fact I was looking forward to a morning off when I got a message from Fr. David Gierlach of St. Elizabeth’s Episcopal Church yesterday: “Good morning, Kathy… Just on the off chance that you are not in Paris or Rome and are totally bored—tomorrow morning might… Read More Low Sunday … NOT!
By this time next week, I will have collected my last paycheck and will officially join the ranks of the retired! Can you believe it — I never thought this day would come! but yes, there are only four more business days until October 1st when I will start collecting Social Security! (In case you’re wondering, I’m… Read More The REAL retirement is four days away!
It’s Saturday morning, and my usual custom upon waking is to retrieve the daily newspaper hanging on my door. I may be one of those rare persons who turns to the Religion Section on Saturdays first — to find if I recognize an event which I have submitted (Thank you, Pat Gee, and before her, Mary… Read More Hallock, Lamentations of Jeremiah
Today is the first of March, and as I look over just my Sunday schedule of organ gigs, it’s going to be madness! In several instances I’m going to have to draw upon some long dormant memories and experiences to get through all this. Today, for example, I’ll be playing a Japanese wedding at historic… Read More March madness
From time to time, my late husband, Carl Crosier, used what I deemed “quaint” or “old-fashioned” American expressions. For example, he used to refer to our undeveloped basement in Kaneohe as “the back forty.” When something was not quite right, or askew, he would say that it was “cattywampus.” (In Hawaii, you would say that… Read More Visiting firemen