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Katherine Paterson

Singing to Oysters
“ Part of it was the discoveries – who would have believed that my father, whose voice could hardly be heard in church, stood there in his oilskins, his rubber-gloved hands on his tongs, and sang to the oysters. It was a wonderful sound, deep and pure. He knew the Methodist hymnbook by heart. “The crabs now, they don’t crave music, but oysters,” he explained shyly, “there’s nothing they favor more than a purty tune.” And he would serenade the oysters of Chesapeake Bay with the hymns the brothers Wesley had written to bring sinners to repentance and praise.”
“ Jacob Have I loved,” by Katherine Paterson, Harper Trophy Edition, New York 1990.

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