"So," said the eight-year-old granddaughter, "what are you doing? Are you writing one of those Parson stories?
"That's what I'm doing," said the parson.
"You've written a lot of those."
"I have."
"How many? A thousand?"
"Probably more than a thousand."
"That's a lot."
"It is."
"And you write sermons and do those church bulletins, don't you?"
"I do."
"Dad says you're retired but nobody would know it."
"Well, I try to stay busy. It keeps me from growing old too fast."
"It's too bad you're so busy."
"That sounds like you want to do something."
"I do."
"Okay, what do you want to do?"
"Well, I was thinking if you weren't so busy you and I could go to Alaska."
"You know," said the parson, "I don't have to write these parson stories every day."
"You don't?"
"Nope, I don't.
"What about the church stuff?"
"I probably can find somebody to preach for me, and I could get the bulletins done early."
"So, you think we could?"
"When do you get out of school?"
"Next week."
"Okay, tell your Dad and Mom we're going to Alaska for ten days the Monday after school's out."
"Really?"
"Really."
"You're serious?"
"I'm serious. But you have to give me a minute. I need to let the people that read these parson stories know why there are not going to be any new ones for a couple of weeks."
"Can I borrow your cell phone to ask my parents?"
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The parson will be back on June 20th, with perhaps a few posts and pics and/or videos from Alaska in the meantime.
Have a good trip!
Posted by: Wayne Cook | May 27, 2011 at 08:12 AM
:)
Posted by: wondering aloud | May 27, 2011 at 06:46 PM