From the open prairies, somewhere south of Winnepeg, warm greetings to my DB/GS friends who have kept the faith to keep in touch, sometimes, or once in 50 years. Just want you to know that I’m thinking of you.
I imagine there are vast stretches out there where you can look 360 degrees all around to see only land that meets the sky. People here call it “God’s Country.” No small town in No Man’s Land, because Walmart has arrived, open 24 hours year-round.
I’m in Stromsburg with my wife, to celebrate Mom Avis’ 95th birthday. May we all live this long, in good health, to enjoy two huge cakes, which are now ready for the party to begin. I’m sure someone here will offer a prayer:
I Jesu namn,
Till bords vi ga,
Valsigne Gud
Den mat vi fa.
Amen.
So, we all come to the table, asking God’s blessings of food (and friendship) we receive. Amen.
