Vorlon Whispers

Sunday, May 15, 2011 Steeplechasin'

The Landenberg United Methodist Church.

Landenberg is a tiny little town. It has a church, general store, hotel, and maybe a fire company. It used to have a train station but that is long gone. It wasn't there in my lifetime but I seem to remember the tracks. My mother used to go to Aunt Fannie's with her mother and Aunt Grace. The town is surrounded by woods and farms and more recently, expensive housing developements.

This is where my cousin's funeral service was last week. When I was a kid, I stayed for a few days with my Great Aunt Fannie and Uncle Ernest. I went with them to this little church. It seemed bigger then but everything seems bigger when you are a kid. Aunt Fannie also had her funeral service there. The pastor gave the ulogy on "In my father's house there are many rooms." He related it to "In Fannie Crossan's house there are many rooms." The pastor who was retired, had stayed in one of Aunt Fannie's rooms and so had many of my relatives. We could all relate to having stayed at Aunt Fannie's house and of the wonderful memories we had with her.

I just got finished washing Danny's feet with Dawn. He had pine pitch in the fur between his toes and pads of his paws. I had to cut some of it out. I think it came from the cedar trees. I have one out front and there is another one halfway down the block where Danny likes to mark his territory.

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