celebration, and greeting old friends was a joy. I plan to write more about it this week, for those who are interested. For now here are photos of the altar with fresh flowers from the crepe myrtle in my yard between the two lit tapers and the pair of windows next to the pew where my mother seated us children, conveniently located near an exit door in case we acted up during church. When my brother Jim arrived this morning, he hugged me, reminded me it was exactly two years today that he had liver transplant surgery, and went straight to "our" pew beside these windows. His family filled most of the pew: Jim, his wife Carol, their son Jimmy with two of his children (River and Sam), and Carol's father.
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