76 trombones…

Grace

As we gather here

we learn once more

that each of us is one,

that we hear our own music,

and yet we know

that 76 trombones

sound better than one.

We learn once more

that we are family,

and we like each other.

Food probably was the first thing

that humans shared.

It’s a nice tradition.

Let’s be grateful

for our good food

and our good fellowship.

Savannah, GA

November 24, 2022

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Book review: The Bridges of Madison County

If you’re looking for

highly stoked eroticism

and high-rolling lives

that throw off sparks when they touch,

look elsewhere.

by Robert Waller

click here

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