Today I drove up to Milton for our Wednesday Bible study.
When I got there, R. was in her car and yelled to me: (Jim, stay in your car.)
I take orders well and did.
A few minutes later, G. the Junior Warden arrived. I got out to say "hello" and realized that the parking lot was covered with a glaze of ice.
G. decided nobody should walk on it and sent me home.
He'll have it sanded by Sunday.
Ice--how great thou art!
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