We drove off to the Lemon Bay Congregation this morning to take in the Sunday meeting. I enjoyed listening to the speaker deliver a talk same as one I've also given several times: 'Does God View You as Personally Important?' The Watchtower Study Conductor was an older brother whose black eye-patch gave him a slightly roguish look. He did an excellent job and his timing was flawless.
After the meeting I spoke with a blind couple who followed the WT in braille. Sister Danley approached and spoke to me for a while. She and her husband, now deceased, served in the District work in the Montreal area when I was about twelve years old.
We also met Moira and Ken Ngorny who, to my surprise, had served as special pioneers in Sept Iles some time after we left. Ken is the cousin of Steve Mazur who was in the Chateauguay Leclaire congregation with me for about 14 years. Small world.
On the drive home a lizard emerged from below my windshield wipers and, after exploring the windshield, took up a position to enjoy the ride.
Alas, after ten minutes he either lost his grip or jumped. I want to believe he made it away from the traffic. Carol says he's road kill.
Here I am back on the beach with Nathan. It looks like a hoe-down but it's really a sand fight.
Here's Robin in a frisbee tug-of-war with Nathan.
Later, as I sat in my beach chair reading my book (it's the story of the financial meltdown of 2008 - quite interesting actually), a man twenty feet away noticed we were both reading the same book and came over to talk to me. He admitted the system had him very scared. That the Canadian dollar is stronger than the American one gave him great foreboding. He owns a house nearby and said, "Even if this area stops being the United States, at least my property will still be beachfront property." I made an attempt to steer the conversation onto a spiritual level but he was too pumped up with things to say to give me much of a chance. Well, he lives here. Maybe another day.
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