Month: March 2007


This is the story of a congregation. Not the congregation which attends services in the white frame church. Of them, I know nothing. Perfectly lovely people, I would imagine, who have wrought significant changes on the church I attended as a child and where we were married, changing it from a simple white frame church …

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Yesterday upon the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there! He wasn’t there again today! Oh how I wish he’d go away. Hughes Mearns The woman appeared at the end of my bed. Dressed in white, her hair was curled tightly around her head; giving the appearance of a brown halo. She was scowling …

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