<strong>Madison with Mr. Fritz</strong><br/><br/>It seemed to take two minutes twenty nine seconds for this new one to take her position. Mr. Fritz looked at her thru horn rimmed glasses. The baton hanging in the air. He tapped the podium. Cleared his throat. Brought up the baton. Motioned for the accompanist to render the beginning cords and gave the three of them enough time to look at the music in front of them as he gave the beat.<br/><br/>The baton came down and music was suppose to happen. Girl music. Melodic voices.  Listening and in tune with each other. He hoped.