Great possibilities for family fun.
Meanwhile, as Tim pedaled through the streets of Los Angeles, his pious mother was going to church, invited by our next door neighbor and driven by the man who I want to do my memorial service when the time comes. The service took place
in North Hollywood which is beyond my driving range and I enjoyed the whole hour of worship, but best of all was when a tiny girl was baptized with extended families present at the blessing, after which the co-minister took little Lily in her arms and walked her down the aisle to introduce her to the church members and then to the choir. Note the expression on the faces of the onlookers.
The music was unusually modern, but not in a noisy, disturbing way, the sermon was succinct and inspiring, the people were friendly and genuinely welcoming.
Mr. Bob stayed at home snugly in his comfort zone and I never in my life learned to ride a bike. Everyone was in his right place last Sunday.