The departing Confederacy left two sets of monuments in Richmond. One set you can see — the massive gravestones to a Lost Cause spreading stiffly and silently down the expanse of Monument Avenue. The second set you cannot see. These are the real artifacts of the Confederacy, driven underground and unacknowledged, which continue to control the lives of our citizens.
This guy walked into the men’s sauna at ACAC yesterday carrying a water bottle. He held the bottle up and asked me, “Is this ok with you?” I nodded my approval, and then he poured a bottle full of eucalyptus oil over the heating unit.
When guys ask me I always say “yah, sure,” but I’m secretly worried about this whole mixing water with electricity thing. Not that I’ve ever known anyone who died in the sauna or a bathtub, but I used to hear stories about teenagers getting electrocuted when their radios fell into the bath water. Of course, that could have been parents trying to scare their kids into taking shorter showers and baths. It’s just one of those things that stuck with me, and I still don’t know how many teenagers actually met that fate.
I draw your attention to the fact I will be selling tickets to the Holy Week services during the coffee hour. This year you will be able to pay by credit card: just full out this gray form (yes, it does look like the pledge card, but don’t let that distract you). Sign at the bottom, fill in your credit card information, and we’ll take it from there. (I am joking)
Fortunately, the price has already been paid, for us all.
Happy 5th Anniversary, Neighborhood Dinner!
What do you call a church supper where good food and good fellowship are enjoyed by members and non-members? At St. Mark’s Episcopal Church, it is called “Neighborhood Dinner,” an evening meal prepared by volunteer cooks, and held in the parish hall on the first Tuesday of each month, except August.
Charlie and I have known for quite some time that we wanted a family together. Family was very important to us growing up, and as we began building our life together, it seemed like a natural decision to add a child (or children, as the case may be) to the mix. It took us a bit of time to get there... As some of you know, we tried adding to our family through adoption for over a year, but had no success. It was after we were paired with an amazing gestational surrogate in Oregon that we were able to welcome Mamie and Jim into our lives.