I'm in the church choir! And... there is no one in the choir or my entire church. Big church too. Good thing the singing is good.... because even though I'm a Gen Xr, I'm one of the spring chickens. Now the geriatrics love Jesus and I love singing to them. But anyone decent is married and your comment reinforces this - it takes a husband to die for an opportunity to arise. Very sad. At least here in dismal, dreary New England. Total desert. Land of bullshit and disappointment. But again, the singing is good at least.