A bassist's baccalaureate memory

Seeing footage of various graduation ceremonies in recent weeks reminds me of my high school's baccalaureate service.  I remember it as a tasteful service in which the minister and various class representatives talked about what had been accomplished and what it might be like to face the future.  It was a thoughtful service of prayers, reflections, vocal and instrumental music--and a challenge to see if any of the choir singers about to take center stage would trip over the upright basses on the floor and go sailing into the risers.  Fortunately, no one tripped over the basses, but I cringed each time someone approached them, as one of them was mine.  I got a laugh from the minister as I whispered before leaving the stage, "At times like this, I wish I played the flute."