The Wolf Creek United Methodist Church and I had our introductory Holy Communion service on Sunday, during which I was introduced as their next pastor. There were cheers. It is heartening to be welcomed back so warmly.
I guess I just don’t have enough to do, so I accepted the Osceola Senior Citizens’ presidency, provided I had either a strong vice-president or a co-president. That was accommodated. Marina thinks the group needs a strong spokesperson during the time of the new building so that the Seniors won’t get trampled in the process. The group applied for-=-and got–the lead grant ($450,000+) to get the building project off to its start and there has been concern about the Seniors getting “shafted” in terms of space and use of the space.
I think I told you, also, that our town home association’s secretary/treasurer died and the responsibility for it was given to me. Thus far we’ve been able to get the bank account worked out, thanks to Rita Hernandez we have in our possession the keys to our safe deposit box, got the water turned on for the lawn watering, visited with the lawn service, and had someone on the roofs of the buildings to assess damage and began the process of filing a damage claim. That’s all in one week. Onward! The crumbling driveway awaits.
Thursday evening I will read “Shall We Dance?” at the Osceola Writers’ group that meets at the library. That story deals with a Spanish dance troupe and its issues. Amery’s writers’ group will not meet this month, due to scheduling difficulties. Next week I’m reading “The Great Experiment” for future broadcast over WPCA-FM radio. The station streams online so people can hear the story as it is broadcast.