IN HIS FIRST performance on season 19 of America’s Got Talent, Richard Goodall was shaking. The 55-year-old middle school janitor from Terre Haute, Ind., pushed his glasses up from his perspiring face. “Whew,” he said.
“Are you a bit nervous?” Simon Cowell, one of the judges, asked.
“This has been a long time coming,” Goodall replied. He patted his chest and took a deep breath.
My husband, Michael, sitting beside me on the couch, was nearly in tears, and Goodall hadn’t even started to sing.
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