Lessia Bonn

I once served as slightly nutty ringleader/counselor to an awesome crew of colorful kids who loved to sing. We had biker chicks, surfer boys, brainy kids, dreamy kids, goths, cheerleaders... all shapes and sizes of wonderfulness in the shape of kids in our fun-loving choir. Tweens and teens came from all over town, sleepy-eyed on Sunday mornings, but full of enthusiasm. Concerts were sold-out parties and great fun, but our favorite thing was Sunday morning meets.