An online journal and home for other scribblings. No promises of either profundity or profanity, no guarantee of grammatical correctness. Just me, as I am, at the moment.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Good Friday
Every Good Friday, I remember my coworker Ken from the library walking home from the Marin County Civic Center to Petaluma. Along the railroad tracks. Remembering Jesus.
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