Random Acts of Vintage Vocals

Time: 1940's
Place: Somewhere in the European Theater of War WWII
Scene: A worship service in the trenches. Note the altar set up on the hood of a jeep...
Say amen, somebody!

If you'd like to be a part of this, join us at Peachtree City in April for the WWII Heritage Weekend. Dress the part!



Lights! Camera! Action!





"All Aboard" we sing, with Samantha's help at the Hearts for Heroes Concert! Looks easy, doesn't it? Well, read on....



Every gig involves a lot of behind-the-scenes work which is often challenging, given our height, or lack thereof. We always find willing helpers, however....thank goodness!

We get to meet a lot of interesting people at some of our performances...Dennis is of course, standing on a chair while we are kneeling in a trench. This was taken at the Hearts For Heroes Event at the Strand in Marietta. Poor Mary...missed this concert...lucky Samantha...got to sub in and meet one of her favorite TV stars!

Once again, featuring our alternate singer Samantha, who often subs for Mary, this time at our premiere performance at The Mighty 8th AF Museum in Pooler, GA. If you haven't visited this outstanding attraction, put it on your bucket list!

The Many Faces of Vintage Vocals

For the first "Last Reunion of the Mighty 8th AF" in Savannah, we pulled out all the stops and among many other surprises, created special gift bags for all 'our guys and gals,' which contained goodies ranging from Southern Comfort to the printed lyrics from "The Farewell Waltz' released in their honor that very year!

"Wee Willie Winkie(s) ran through the town...upstairs, downstairs, in their nightgowns," or rather, in our PJ's and their Mighty 8th autographed tee shirts, running through the hotel singing "Good-night, Sweetheart" to our sweet vets and presenting the above-mentioned goody-bags as we tucked them in!

What better way to present a medley from "Sister Act" than to don Catholic School Girl get-ups? Maybe nuns' habits? Nope, these are cuter...at least that's our story and we're stickin' to it!

Ah, youth! Not gonna tell you how long ago this was taken, but will mention that it was St. Paddy's at Barnsley Gardens. We haven't changed a bit, have we?

More Random V. V. Doins'

Out of uniform? You bet and not just when we don the bodices and romp around the Ga. Renaissance Festival or Biltmore on Medieval Weekend. This shot was taken at our Christmas concert at a senior residential village in Loganville where it was up to Santa to decide whether we were naughty or nice...

One of our favorite venues which we don't get to sing in nearly enough because it's in So. Ga., is the SAM Shortline Excursion Train, which runs from Cordele to Plains, Ga., and often features fun themes like The Candy Cane Train or Polar Express in December and the Vidalia Onion Festival Special in the spring. Except for key personnel like the engineer, etc., the train is run almost completely by dedicated volunteers. It's another one of Georgia's best-kept secrets!

Heard it through the grapevine...

Bet you thought all we do is sing, didn't you? Well, kinda. We helped some friends harvest their grapes and then of course, we sang a song or two in the vineyard...no, not the above title! I knew we should have learned 'Days of Wine and Roses!'

Never Forget!

Several members of our church, Christ Episcopal, and other community members turned out on 9/11 to "Never Forget" the attack in 2001.

Of course, we sang the National Anthem.......

.........over the roar of the traffic

and honking of supportive horns!

Fixin' to fly!

Here we are back at Toccoa again for the Currahee Military Reunion Weekend. We first performed for this group when the HBO mini-series, 'Band of Brothers' premiered and the USO hired us to sing for this event. Now we are a yearly 'thing' and it's one of our favorite occasions.

These guys are 'the reason for the season,' as they say; the fast-disappearing original Band of Brothers...so brave, so fragile, so few! We love how Toccoa celebrates their sacrifice every October with this event.

After singing at the hangar dance and the opening ceremonies, we squeezed in a Hughey flight!

Talk about a bad hair day! And we still had the banquet to sing at in an hour!

We were so proud of Phil who hates to fly on an airliner, yet sucked it up and climbed aboard an aircraft on which the only thing between the passenger and the wild blue yonder is a seatbelt!

Aside from the crew, we were the only adults on this particular flight. If they thought we would supply any necessary responsibility, they were sadly mistaken because we were far worse than the kids!

Ever the photographer, I tried to get shots that made me thankful for that seatbelt, as the pilot banked without warning. Glad I had the camera strapped to my wrist!

Yep, it's a real fresh-air flight. Those are my feet. Gotta watch that first step!

Yay! We did it and we loved it. Wrap it and send it! We'll take it! Thanks again, Toccoa, for another wonderful weekend.