Chucky

Oh, yes, he knows who I am and recognizes me from a mile away. Purses his  lips into a crooked little smile and he does greet me. Sort of a "ha, ha I got you good!" Yes, he did. I shall be there on Wednesday. It is MY temple and I am not sure that he knew where I had landed prior to e-mailing him recently through his little scribe. I was so happy again today at my good fortune that I cried on the way home. No, he never responds - well, only if I tell him I am planning to have a bible class in my home. Then he could sit on his throne and still would have time to e-mail: YOU CAN"T DO THAT. Lovely guy. So I have the Crush and Chucky. I think they are related. Neither one of them is nice. If it would not be for Christ, I could skip the Cs in the alphabet.
Just realized that the Crush wrote a book about a Catholic priest and the Vatican. What he could possibly know about either is a mystery and so is the book supposedly. That one I have got to read! I miss mother who always read fiction and who could have given me some splendid insights on the Crush's writings. Two sentences and mother could take you down before you know what happened to you. Oh, I miss that.....Mother did it a few times to the previous pastor at 7th Flags and she was the ONLY one who got away it it. Schadenfreude?? Big time!