May God bless you and your...
He invited me into his home, a little apartment I remember from its warm smell of dinner fried in olive oil. I was 20 and my best friend and I would drive in his little mg from Tuscaloosa to Birmingham to visit him in his upper floor apartment and we´d sit in the doctor´s living room and talk about the beatitudes and the parables, and I remember him talking about the bridesmaids and how never to hide your light and about organ music and Kant-so many important thoughts, but his laughter and...
Jenny Snyder
January 14, 2022 | Friend