I was 14. My brother had gone of somewhere with his friends. Mother and I went to her friends house to eat our way through Christmas Eve.
Some time before 10:30PM I began ti gyrate and bounce as a lot of un medicated ADHD people do. The neighborhood friend guided me into the bedroom that had the second tv.
I went channel surfing and came accross Midnight Mass from St. Patrick's in the big apple.
Theatre! Wow!
Tsk Tsk you say. Nay Nay say I. What is it that a Christian does when they go to church. They retell the reason for thier hope as Paul says.
It's just that some people need more tinsel than others.
I love this story. I love your tinsel dreams, and I love you. Merry Christmas, sweet man!
ReplyDeleteAn Episcopal priest I know mentioned one time that his seminary had one, part-time guy teaching -- can't remember the actual term, but it means "showmanship," or "Presentation," while the nearby Baptist school, a much smaller one, had four full-timers. The all put on a show. Some are more apparent.
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