David Shannon

I'll never forget singing "Panis Angelicus" under his conduction in 1992, my last year @TBC. It was his first conduction back since the space center. He was the most intense conductor that I ever experienced, and he motivated me to sing more intensely in 30 minutes, with only half of his body working, than Alan Buratto could make me sing in 4 years. He was truly blessed with music that he passed on to so many others, that now after reading the way he touched others like me, I realize now...

God blessed me with knowing Michael for the last three years of his earthly life. Michael radiated love and joy and, being the teacher and master that he was, we shared all of God's values and principles. Michael likened himself to Job; Job talked with God and said (Job 42:5) "I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee." Michael, you are there. Ruth Horn (Blairsville, GA)

God blessed me with knowing Michael for the last three years of his earthly life. Michael radiated love and joy and, being the teacher and master that he was, we shared all of God's values and principles. Michael likened himself to Job; Job talked with God and said (Job 42:5) "I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee". Michael, you are there.

I was in the Texas Boys Choir from 1989 - 1991. It was a honor and privilege to work with Mr. Shannon and sing his compositions. May God be with his family!

In the late 90s I lived in Atlanta and was a member of Peachtree Christian Church. Michael was in my Sunday School class and was always faithful in his attendance. He was such an example of his Christian faith. May God bless his family and help them to know they can look forward to the ultimate reunion.

With deep sympathy we share your sorrow. May the God who gives hope fill you with all joy and peace by your believing, that you may abound in hope with power of Holy Spirit Romans 15:14

It seems that I have allowed enough time to pass without having committed to making a trip to see Mr. Shannon. If he had been anything other than who he was to me as a young man growing up, learning to sing and play the piano, I could not be humbled in such a manner as today finds me. One of my last memories of Michael while on tour in Australia during the summer of 1988 happened while in preparation for a show in Adelaide. Behind the huge stage curtain, as the audience filed in, I caught him...