Gratitude or Greed
Dear Family,
Last Sunday’s indoor picnic was a blast. The way the Pastoral Council members all pitched in really blessed our summer. They enlisted the help of others and together we had a great time. Special thanks to Scotty, whose superior pancake grill was repurposed for excellent burgers and dogs. You can’t beat a Nathan’s frank, nor can you duplicate a Martinez spatula.
Not least on my list of appreciated moments was being able to scoop out a (modest) ball or two (ok, three) of softened ice cream. That way you could get a good blob without grunting. Also, you could scoop more quickly before too many people noticed. Connie Reed was an encouraging face behind the tubs. She didn’t count my scoops.
Depending on when the count was made, somewhere between 59 and 80 people made it. If you didn’t make it, not to worry, because I’m sure I had a little of yours. You missed a good time. I remember remarking to someone that as I looked around the room, I saw the core of the sunbird (year-rounds) parish. It was a nice place to be.



