opening day #39
music friday: 1980

in loving memory, shyrrl

Shyrrl service

I'd just gotten my PhD. There was a knock at the door. I answered it. There was our neighbor and friend Shyrrl. "Is there a doctor in the house?", she asked. Then she handed me a quilt she had made. It was an Elvis quilt. She didn't like Elvis, but she'd visited down South once, knew I liked him, and so she bought a lot of material for some later use. That became my Elvis quilt.

At today's service, there were a dozen stories like that.

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