[jsgivens]

It's been a while but hopefully everyone is just lurking around reading but not posting anything to the board.

Let me know what you think about the following and if you would be able to make it.

I want to have a "Family Fun Day," for the chorus members, past chorus members, and their friends and family.

I think Saturday September 1st would probably be a good day since school will be back in and most won't be traveling during that time. We could have it at one of the BG parks, preferrably Three Springs, or Preston Miller, so we could have a disc golf tourney and have plenty of places to cook and hang out.

Let me know what you think about this possible date and any other ideas you might have.
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[George Coker]

I think that is a good idea and probably a good date you've chosen. There's also Phil Moore park out our way. I think they've got a Disc Golf thing set up there but not sure. I know I see folks walking their animals, running, etc. all the time when I drive by. They may not have any picnic type areas though.?

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