Every two weeks, I sign into a cross-country industry conference call – not unlike so many we’ve all done these past two years.
Regulars across the country speak to their specialties, but one with a remarkable difference.
While waiting for it to begin, that few minutes of being ready ahead of the call – to sign on so I’m not arriving late, so I can do other things or pour a fresh coffee before it starts – but this one has a distinctive difference that makes me smile, makes me sit up taller in my chair.
Conference convener Mike provides some background sound – instrumental only, a familiar tune that goes straight to the heart and the gut.
Not modern, jazz, or classical, but a classic, to be sure – he plays this anthem.