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Stopped Into a Church

Posted by on November 11, 2010

Early this Sunday morning I had a thirst for some milk. To my chagrin, the Norcold held none. To the cabinet I strode to retrieve that last box of rice milk, but alas, it too was gone. I braved the chill and started the car, depressing the defroster button as well as heating the seats. It’s apparent that milk is important to me. As I drove out Oaklyn, the Mama’s and Papa’s streamed an oldie through the Bose as I came upon this Sunday gathering. Was it karma, irony, or just one of those moments that I seem to luck into as I heard them sing,

“Stopped into a church, I passed along the way.
Well I got down on my knees, and I pretend to pray. “


One Response to Stopped Into a Church

  1. Debbie

    All of the above Gypsy Larry…..some things happen for a reason, and are shown to you in one form or another.
    Your pictures speak thousands of words without uttering a sound…….Happy Trails ~

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