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Notable with Bob Morrison
Turns out that an organ lesson with Dr. McCurdy led to a great conclusion. I had inadvertently said that, someday, I'd like to have an Aeolian-Skinner pipe organ to play, which caused Dr. McC to launch into my unwillingness to start at the bottom and work up.
As the day drew near for the completion of my Master's study at Westminster, the placement department had received a request for music ministry at First Methodist Canton, OH. And sure enough, in the mail came a letter from the Rev. Roland Gilbert Hohn, pastor of this church, inviting me for an audition. I wrote Dr. Hohn, politely declining his offer since I had my eyes on a Presbyterian church in Colorado that had a new Skinner.
When I finally heard from that Colorado church, they said their minister was on a worldwide tour of some kind and no decision regarding the music would be made for quite a while. And, to a college in Maine which had expressed an interest in my candidacy, I politely refused because it involved teaching on a baroque instrument with which I was not comfortable.
But those Canton Methodists wouldn't stop. I received more invitations to audition. The straw that broke the camel's back was a phone call from Whitley B. Moore, VP for steel sales at Timken and chair of the church's worship committee. He offered to fly his private plane to Baltimore to pick me up for an interview in Canton. That did it. I thanked him, but told him I could make arrangements to fly, which I did.
On July 5, I landed at Canton-Akron airport at 5 pm and was greeted by Mr. Moore, who escorted me to the Canton Club for dinner with Dr. and Mrs. Hohn and Mr. and Mrs. Moore. Following this elegant event, I was interviewed by a large group at the church and had my first look at the organ - a one-year-old 61 rank Aeolian-Skinner!!
I accepted the church's offer and started my employment in the Fall of 1951.
Fast forward a few years. In a chat with Dr. Hohn, I learned why the church had kept after me for an audition. In the Spring of 1951, Dr. McCurdy got on the phone with Dr. Hohn and told him to get me out there for an audition. "But, Dr. McCurdy, he told us he's not interested." "Fiddlesticks" was the reply. "Get him out there. When he sees that organ, he'll be hooked!"
And that's exactly what happened.
But how to thank McCurdy?
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