Studying About Those Good Ole Days
Sorry. I have just a minute this morning before rushing off to a dentist appointment inÂ Blacksburg.
Some of you may have sufferedÂ the dissociative results in panoramas when people move as you’re panning. It can create some bizarre amputations and other bodily permutations. This is one such example.
And, given the fact that my son, my brother-in-law and I sang an Â a cappella rendition of “Down To the River to Pray” for my wife’s dad’s memorial service in Biloxi, this apparent baptism scene from a cousin’s pier in the bay seemed appropriate for this morning’s posting.
This is one of those “forgiveness rather than permission” situations. I will be grabbing my car keys exactly one minute after hitting the PUBLISH button.