...scribbling on frozen windscreens...
...easter candles and Mass on a weekday...
...what a gentleman. not many of us left these days...
...christmas cards left on the parish table. waiting...
...wandering about the times when their white hair was black/brown...
...closing my eyes and images rushing in, forcing a smile...
...the sweet coincidence in His plans...
To school!
Uncle T
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