An all hands on deck e-mail went out early on Saturday to all the members of the Vestry. The snowstorm had hit the very weekend St. Michael's was expecting to hold its Annual Meeting and the voting for a new batch of Vestry members and Warden. One Warden was already sending her apologies due to being stranded in California. The Bings, I would find ( Read more... )

So, the arrow on my metaphorical dial, the one that keeps oscillating between RC and St. Michael's is creeping back to neutral as the days creep into weeks after my first and only letter from Crosby (I've taken measures to write him back ASAP.) I've referenced it obliquely on my FB page. Colette caught it almost immediately whereas my Altar Guild ( Read more... )

So, it's been almost exactly a week since I arrived home from the 26th(?) Annual GBTQ RC Workshop and discovered Crosby's letter in my mailbox. And, as a result, the arrow on my metaphorical dial has definitely tilted back toward St. Michael's a little bit. I'm not sure where to put RC in my life right now; there are some interesting people (like ( Read more... )

You have no idea how big this is. Crosby never writes. Not even to his best college friends (well, maybe the-no-longer-dreaded Cancelmo.) All the more cherished because it was entirely of his own volition. I did not solicit it or strive to get it, or anything. It is straight from the heart and his spirit is dripping all over it ( Read more... )