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We had a great Mem Day service in church today. That’s our UU church in Norway, Maine, pretty small as churches go, but we’ve picked up great enthusiasm in the last few weeks. Not sure why. But there you are. But getting back to the service today: Richard (that’s our minister) was in great form and had some wonderful thoughts. The thing about him is that he’s a regular person, not at all remote as some ministers, with their egos, tend to be. I get along with him great. He’s got a self-effacing sense of humor, just like me. But getting back to his thoughts, he emphasized memories, memorials, throughout the service. We were all asked to speak out and mention names of loved ones who have passed away. Many people spoke out. We must have had a good 25, maybe 30 people in attendance today. Our music went well too. Heather, our music director, led us in an enchanting and mesmerizing anthem about the Goddess, our returning, etc. Right now as I write this I can’t remember the details. So much happened today, I just can’t reproduce specifics. But we did pick up a new church member today, a very nice person named Trudi, didn’t get her last name. Our Growth Group met after church and Trudi became a new member of that. “An Inconvenient Truth” was shown at 1pm for those who hadn’t seen it. And now people are chatting and laughing upstairs while Clarissa and Eryn prepare supper so that Cynthia doesn’t have to do it.

I was out again this morning with the snow thrower clearing out the driveway. We got another three inches of snow last evening. We’re beginning to build up quite a snow pack. Now the big one is due Saturday night and Sunday. It’s supposed to be a strong Nor’Easter.

Cynthia is very worried about my going to Llanda’s party Saturday night in Northborough, Massachusetts. That’s because after I stay overnight at Nadeem’s I might not make it home in the morning. I’ll have to let her use the Subaru with its nice All Wheel Drive to get to church which means I’m stuck with our two wheel drive light truck which doesn’t like snowy hills. I can’t make her use the truck because she might get stuck.

Well, tonight will be a test for the truck because I’ve been invited by the Gillinghams to have supper with Chet while the women of the church have their annual Christmas dinner together in Harrison. The Gillinghams live part way up the Hawk Mountain road so that ought to be a good test for the truck. I’d better make it or I won’t have any supper. boo hooo

Ain’t Christmas fun in the snow? I always threaten to fly to Aruba but never do.

Last week was a great one with a great turkey on Thursday and a great wedding on Friday! I seem to be late in writing this, here it is now a week later, but better late than never! First, here’s the turkey (before it was eaten):

Here’s a happy group working in the kitchen on Thanksgiving Day:

OK, now it’s the next day, Friday. Here’s me taking daughter Clarissa “down the aisle” in our house:

Here we are at the ceremony, with me reading a James Russell Lowell poem picked out by Clarissa. The Notary Public, Penny Morris, who performed the ceremony is beside me. That’s my grandson, Nick, on the far left beside Sean.

Finally, here’s the happy married couple, Clarissa and Sean, outside our house after the wedding: