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Being the concerned director, I was the first one in uniform the day of our big concert. I marched out of my room, cap squarely on my head and baton held like a riding crop. Word got out of a plot to hide from me until it was time to go, but Melanie, bless her soul, didn't want me to have a heart attack so the plot was called off! We were to be on our bus at 1:30 p.m. to head over to EPCOT for our big concert. But first, we posed for a photo session under the huge star in front of our hotel. Everyone looked great in their white band shirts, navy slacks and brand new Columbia blue caps.
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