(...or, is it as Benjamin Franklin suggested in 1776, not the Eagle but the Turkey?...)
Five-twenty PM Tuesday night, and the last load of clothes and detrius left Hyde Park. I am more tired than I have been, probably, since I actually moved to Chicago two years ago. What a ride.
I promise something more substantial in the days to come - but right now, as my sister Sue would say, "I'm done like dinner."
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Congratulations! YOU ARE DONE. I hope you can rest easy for a few days and that you enjoy your new abode.
Is that a fork in your ass? LOL
I stopped by and tarried a while. I thought I'd leave a note that I was here. I'll be back.
Lord, I pray a blessing over my brother's new home. May you fill it with your presence; with tangible manifestations of joy and peace. Amen.
stumbled across your site...pretty fine stuff...on a journey myself...care to have a peek...I look forward in reading more or your ramblings...btw..
raggamuffin gospel is my all time fav book...it's all about the grace.
Peace brother...it was great to hear you on the voice mail. Speak at you later.
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