I’ll admit it. I’m a football fan. (My dad was the high-school French teacher, yearbook advisor, and JV football coach; language, photos and football were as important as church in our house – maybe even moreso.) And this Super Bowl has made me happy in several ways (other than the glaring omission of my team in the lineup): the selection of Ms. Fleming to sing the National Anthem, and the aplomb and class with which she did so was a lovely, lovely thing.
An opera singer delivering the National Anthem with ease and grace.
Friends, could the tides, in some small way, be changing?