Dear Mr. C:
I hope you are having a good morning. Did the kitties wake you this morning? I'm hoping that Fish the Kitten was outside the courtyard door meowing for kitty bits at dawn. I hope he's ok.
I have the feeling that others are reading this, so I'll be discrete and not mention references to W.H.Auden poems which we use as code. However, I do want to remind you of a quotation from Pascal, "Men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it for religious conviction." Seems appropriate at a meeting where the general flavor is protecting God and Jesus and the Church from the evil of others. People are worried about the "others" here and I stand confused.
The Lovely Hotel parking lot screamed last night with motorcycle contests, the stairway outside of our room was the scene of a loud argument between intoxicated persons and then there was the gentle stream of loud emergency vehicles on the nearby interstate. When I say "nearby" interstate, I mean it. Someone threw out a beer can from a passing truck and hit our door with it. Cheesehead slept through these noises because she has a pure heart. I heard all of it.
She's making me iron my clothing for the GA. She looks presentable so I'm supposed to look the same. We're off to get a glimpse of the Kingdom soon, so I have to go.
Love to you and all in the disaster zone,
St. C.
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Can I just say for the record that *nobody* is making *anybody* iron *anything*?
Oops! That was me.
I'm sure you two girls look stunning and are a credit to the RGBP! As for GA--well, chin up, this too shall pass. If stuff gets too grim, go have a margarita on me.
I've never worn anything as nicely ironed as that linen shirt you pressed for me in Atlanta. In fact, I haven't worn it again yet, because I haven't pressed it.
I'm sure you both look stunning!
So, I haven't seen y'all around. How is that possible? There are only thousands of people and all...:-)
Find me!!!
Goin' to church this morning in a wrinkly shirt - in your honor!
Is there going to be a kitten report? I'm a little worried about young Master Fish.
Songbird,
After two days on the lam, Fish adled in around midnight, just before Father's Day, thus sparing father from telling mother that cat is still missing.
Mr. C
Wow, that young cat has some 'splainin' to do! I'm glad to hear he came home at last.
What I would give to sit with a table of revgal pals and a couple pitchers of margaritas and hear your and cheesehead's take on today. Bless you both.
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