Going to Church?

Last Sunday I went to church, a pleasure I usually reserve for Christmas Eve only. This special occasion came about because I had wanted for some time to go to the Toxic Waste Dump. Please don't get the idea that I feel some connection between organised religion and toxic waste. Not So. I had many times invited my daughter-in-law to accompany me to the dump- Almost as many times as she had invited me to visit her Unitarian Church. At last I told her I would go to church if she would go with me to the Toxic Waste Dump  She agreed and I had to keep my half of the bargin.

We were both surpised to find it was a special service to honor those folks who had managed to survive for over eighty years.  There were perhaps twenty people who filled this catagory including several over ninety.  Each old person was presented with a  lovely long stem rose.   I liked the rose but not the concept. I think longevity is just a genetic anomaly.  Not something that requires much serious thought or effort.  What matters is how one spends their years, what they accomplish what they leave behind.   I don't believe you deserve a rose just for hanging  around.  The sermon was given by smashing 87 year old lady.  She was a great speaker.  I'm sure she accomplished plenty and has many years to give more There was a lunch which I insisted on skipping and then it was all over and my garage was free of toxic waste as well.

-Louise