Wednesday, 17 November

A blustery evening with leaves sailing golden in the street lights.  We seven marveled at the beauty around us.  We were prepared for the big rain with our array of umbrellas.  4 more joined us for the later 1/2 hour.  Conversations are compromised by the umbrella barriers.  One of our regulars is off to Georgia for the annual SOA watch gathering.  Another was having surgery to repair a broken wrist.  And, in this hour, how many people I will never know suffered  because of the wars my government sustains?