Peter's tale from the parsonage

Saying for the day: The tale is in the telling.

And the birth of Peter was like this.

Twas the last day of January and Betty his mother, heavy with child, was ready to be delivered. Then the good John, not yet doctor, went out into the cold and ice to bring a message from God to his people called Lutherans.

When he returned to the living place called parsonage he found Betty to be no longer there. He ran to his chariot called Ford and went with very much speed to the place of health called hospital in the town called Ontonagon.

There he found Betty but she had not yet delivered .So the man of health called Doctor took the good John to his house for coffee and a morsel called doughnut. Upon entering the home of Doctor the good John was attacked by the wife who wanted to wash his brain of wrong thoughts on Viet Nam. The good John’s brain was very dirty and could not be washed so at almost midnight the Doctor took him back to the hospital.

Here he waited in a room called waiting for in those days only people called staff could go into the room of delivery .

Soon January ceased and February began .
Then came a cry from the room of delivery. It was the voice of young Peter being slapped by Doctor. Because Betty wanted then to sleep. The good John calleth with an instrument called a telephone , there being yet no cells, all of the faithful relatives. The time was 2:00 in the morning and the mother of good John , called Edith, was happy but the others said he could have waited until the sun rose.

Thus begins the saga of Peter. A tale from the parsonage.

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News from Pigeon Falls- the little town in my backyard where trains still run and old ladies hunt rabbits– Today was the first day of the Liars Club’s “Tales of the White Rabbit “ contest. Jon Bergall was the first story teller and this was his story– It came to pass that a very large self feeding star crashed into a very large star created by the collision of many small stars. The resulting crash bent the universe causing a rift and an opening between two universes . Thomas who was head of the hill clan saw the hole that seemed to go to nowhere. Rocks thrown into this hole in the air vanished. That is they did not fall onto the ground on the other side. Being part of the bravest of the clans Thomas decided to see what was in the hole and hopped in and through. He found himself in a beautiful green field surrounded by a large forest. He decided to explore this world and started into the woods. But first he tied a piece of string to a tree so he could find his way back to the hole. He then let out the string behind him and ventured forth. Soon he reached the other side of the forest. Here he discovered a road much like the roads used by the hill clan. Along the road came an animal that looked like the dreaded gog of his home world. He reached for his trusty sword but it had fallen from its holder as he came through the woods. He started to follow the string back and then he saw this other creature . It was slightly taller than him and was winding up his string. Now he would never find his way back. The creature made a strange sound and the gog ran to it. Thomas hid behind a tree until the upright thing and the gog went on down the road. ”What kind of world is this?”, he thought. :Here gogs are controlled by upright beings and are smaller than in our world”. Not knowing what to do Thomas then went down the road to see what he would discover. Soon he saw what looked like the lower clan dwellings but of larger dimensions. He hopped to the door in the hope that that he might find one like the clan. The door opened and out stepped a larger upright creature. Like the small creature Thomas had seen before it was wearing clothes . Thomas was dressed in the pink sweater which was the mark of his clan. The creature opened his mouth and Thomas perceived that it had the gift of language. In his world only the clans had been given such a gift by The Creator. Thomas spoke for the first time in this world. The upright creature spoke again but Thomas didn’t know the words being spoken. Each had the gift of language but it was not the same.
Some other clan member might have found this to be an impossible situation but this was Thomas who alone of the hill clans had mastered the language of the sea dwellers.He spent the next week with the upright creature and some other that lived in the same dwqelling. They named things and he learned the language. At the end of the week he knew the creature was called ‘man’ in this world and the gog was a dog.
He explained to them what had happened and they warned him of the dangers of this world. They taught him to smile, wave, and hide. He liked these people but he wanted to go home so he began searching for the hole. In his search he has seen many people and has waved, smiled, and hidden. A strange old person aimed a weapon at him and there was an explosion. But still he searched for the hole. If you see him just smille back and wave. If you find the hole do not enter it as the hill clans don’t like new creatures and they have sharp swords. But if you do find the hole let me know and I will contact the White Rabbit.
The judges are holding their point totals until after the last story is told so we don’t know how well this story went.
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A very nice day. I got the church website up. I would have done that yesterday but AT&T had their monthly snapped cable and I had no internet. We worked on filling out the form for the bank loan. they wanted to know why we wanted to borrow the money. i was tempted to put " To go to Vegas" but I didn't. Esther stopped in and we did a little walk down memory lane.
Well I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA