I'm a student in the Bemidji Choir, which puts on Bemidji State's annual Madrigal Dinners. I am 51, the next oldest choir member is 31, the average age is perhaps 20. The men grow beards for this event (if they can). Mine is the only one going gray. The costumes for these dinners are meant to emulate medieval England. This means the men wear tunics and tights. Last night I was informed I have chicken legs. Shapely, though.

Tonight's is the last performance of the season. As this is my fourth and final year as a student in the choir, tonight will be the last time I appear in public in a dress.

The performance is sold out.