The singers have gone feral. We’ve lost all control and several of them are starting a commune in the Arizona desert.
No, just kidding. The sponsors are much more likely to go feral than the kids
Today was the most normal day of tour so far… at least from how a normal day of tour is described on most tours. Long bus ride, lunch, perform. We landed at the Prescott Arizona United Methodist Church this evening to give our first full performance of tour. There were about 100 in attendance, and even had an alumnus or two show up. It is hot a dry up here, so the phrase of the day is DRINK WATER!!!!
Seriously, if you communicate with your kiddo, remind them to drink water!
I’m going to keep it short and sweet tonight, because tomorrow is an early day at the Grand Canyon.
We love you guys and we’ll see you soon!
Joseph
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