Wednesday, November 29, 2006

People from the church provided a lunch for the extended family yesterday after the memorial service for Aunt Ruthanna. It was quite a while after lunch before the group thinned down to two tables. I wanted to be at both. The average age at the other table was younger than me—the reverse was the case where I was sitting. It was nothing as profound as Robert Frost’s road not taken, but I was sorry I could not sit at both.


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