The amazing story of Paul Potts

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Bill Needham stopped by one day this week.

Bill and I don't know each other very well, but we share one thing -- that I know of -- other than the color of our hair: We both love the opera.

The opera.

Sounds pretentious, doesn't it? I suppose that's because there are some folks who try to make more out of opera than it really is. Just like some visual art. You know the kind I mean. The kind you wash off the kitchen walls when your 2-year-old gets the muse while armed with a red crayon. But if you run a high-class art gallery, you call it art. And you say you are a patron of "the arts."

The arts.  (click here for a complete article [2])