Tuesday, December 09, 2008


My long-time parishioner moved today. Her son is taking her to an assisted living facility (although she's going to be in their "Independent Living" wing) in the big city. Several parishioners came by to help load the truck.

No more skull & crossbones on cattle trucks who park in front of her house. No more emergency wine bottle openings. No more . . . whatever you remember about her.

This is supposed to be on a temporary basis, according to her. We'll see.

It's been a hard day for everyone involved.


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