We've had a good weekend seeing family and friends. Lots of people have turned out to wish us well on our journey and our new life in Washington state. We spent Sunday morning at the Church of the Ascension. It's where I spent a lot of Sunday mornings as a child with my grandmother Ruth and my Aunt Sara. It's also where Lisa and I were married in 1994. For 43 years, Mary Margaret Taul has cooked breakfast for parishioners--scrambled eggs, bacon, grits and toast. It's one of the things you can count on year after year, rector after rector. She gave me a big hug and we caught up on news and had some good laughs. She's tired, she said, but couldn't imagine not doing it. After breakfast, Will and Hunt sat in on the adult Sunday school class, where everyone wanted to know all about the parish on Mercer Island. We told them about the great people there and the pretty church and grounds. I also mentioned that there wasn't a Baptist church on the island, which everyone thought was very funny, albeit a little odd! (There are 9 in our town of 5,000, with one each Episcopal, Catholic, Presbyterian, etc.) After Eucharist, we went out to a local lake for the parish picnic. The rest of the day we visited some more, ate some more and Lisa and I went for a run. Tomorrow, we begin the trip west: heading first to friends' lake cottage on Lake Barkley in western Kentucky, then across the Mississippi for a visit with friends in Bentonville, Arkansas.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Sunday in Mt. Sterling
We've had a good weekend seeing family and friends. Lots of people have turned out to wish us well on our journey and our new life in Washington state. We spent Sunday morning at the Church of the Ascension. It's where I spent a lot of Sunday mornings as a child with my grandmother Ruth and my Aunt Sara. It's also where Lisa and I were married in 1994. For 43 years, Mary Margaret Taul has cooked breakfast for parishioners--scrambled eggs, bacon, grits and toast. It's one of the things you can count on year after year, rector after rector. She gave me a big hug and we caught up on news and had some good laughs. She's tired, she said, but couldn't imagine not doing it. After breakfast, Will and Hunt sat in on the adult Sunday school class, where everyone wanted to know all about the parish on Mercer Island. We told them about the great people there and the pretty church and grounds. I also mentioned that there wasn't a Baptist church on the island, which everyone thought was very funny, albeit a little odd! (There are 9 in our town of 5,000, with one each Episcopal, Catholic, Presbyterian, etc.) After Eucharist, we went out to a local lake for the parish picnic. The rest of the day we visited some more, ate some more and Lisa and I went for a run. Tomorrow, we begin the trip west: heading first to friends' lake cottage on Lake Barkley in western Kentucky, then across the Mississippi for a visit with friends in Bentonville, Arkansas.
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Hey Priests -
Those of us in Newnan, GA are missing you already! Willa really misses Will (no big surprise). She loves riding in Father Hunt's car. She says it 'smells like ice cream'. Have fun on your big adventure. We will be waiting on you when you head back to the sunny south for a visit. Love, Kel and Family
We really enjoyed visiting with you at Tillie's house last Sunday. Hope Will got a photo with Bill Clinton! Safe travels! Hugs, Willie and Lynn
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