Dear Fenno,
Funny, I was just thinking of you today. And the memory is always sweet, like the music we all shared. The times I have spent in your company I remember as magical times. And it was surely magic the way you got extraordinary performances out of us. You had the thing that all great conductors have. You simply willed it and we had no choice but to comply. "He led them forth like sheep." I always surprised myself under your direction, but it was always your generous nature never to show surprise at what we did, but simply to accept it as inevitable -- a wonderful gift. Singing was the center of my life at Yale and, Fenno, you were at the center of singing. Your iconic presence just can't be separated from my thoughts of Yale. To greet you and Carol after a long absence was like coming home. I too have always been flabbergasted at your prodigious memory for names and faces. You had the capacity to make evryone feel important and seeing you always left me with a warm glow. I will remember you for your incredible energy, bouncing on the balls of your feet, your old-fashioned elegance and grace, your great generosity of spirit and your warm and ever-tolerant smile. There will be singing when Fenno Heath Enters Heaven.
With love a respect,
Ed Dickens, '74
Regards,
Ed
C. Edward Dickens
Director of International Affairs
Mantford Ventures, LLC
202-640-2658
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