Saturday, February 17, 2024
B. died
As he wife imagined, he did.
Blessed be his soul and he goes to a better place.
Shalom and Amen.
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Under The Castor Oil Tree
some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.
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