Sunday, November 29, 2015

CHAPTER...79...THE LAST DANCE

MY FATHER MOVED TO NEWFOUNDLAND IN THE SUMMER OF 1978...JUST A FEW MONTHS AFTER MY SPIRITUAL AWAKENING...AND THREE YEARS LATER HE WANTS ME TO VISIT HIM FOR THE FIRST TIME .

AS I EXIT THE PLANE...HE TAKES ONE LOOK AT ME...HE SAYS SOMETHING LIKE..."SO YOU WANT TO BE A CLERGYMAN ??? NO STRANGS HAVE EVER BEEN COCK-SUCKERS OR CLERGYMEN"...MY BROTHER WAS LESS IMPRESSED...HE GIVES ME A FUCK YOU...GETS ON HIS MOTORBIKE...AND DRIVES AWAY .  

I SPEND THE WEEK BEING HARASSED...BUT I DID FIND A PATCH OF LABRADOR TEA...AND HIS WIFE , POOR SOUL...MADE FANTASTIC PIZZA .

(JUST FOR THE RECORD , I NEVER TOLD HIM THAT I WAS PURSUING ORDAINED MINISTRY) .

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