Today was my first attempt at being in the Knights of Columbus honor guard while we had a Memorial Day Observence ceremony. I am now at the Public Library, after the event, literally fogging up the place as I am now stewing in my own juices--but at least I'm wearing part of a tux. Welcome to Alabama in summertime. Is it Summer? It probably is. Today at least. Don't ask.
So I lock my keys in the car, because I've put them in the other pants I had been wearing before changing into the tuxedo. So they were at least in one of my pockets... But thanks be to said Man in Uniform, I was able to get into the car--which has seen much more in the way of self-propelled break-ins.
As is now usual, I only have a few minutes left on this terminal, but I wanted to salute all the veterans and remember those who have paid the ultimate price for something that is never free.
I am pleased and honored by your visit! This is my story; THIS MAY NOT BE YOUR BLOG. Go in peace, or witness the graceless/graced emergence of a blogger from the inside of his own head.
When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things. At present we see indistinctly, as in a mirror, but then face to face. At present, I know partially; then I shall know fully, as I am fully known.--Paul's First Letter to the Corinthians 13:11-12
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