In our weekly family zoom call we touched on the unexpected
connections in unpredictable ways which we come across a we travel
through time and space. Rob mentioned seeing and meeting people in
Thailand who went to the schools he attended. I though of the
woman who sat next to me in Gainesville Meeting who had grown up
in Algiers the same neighborhood as I did, although at a later date. Her
father worked around the corner from my home. Mark was reminded of
the close friend in San Luis Obispo who knew my father through
another friend. I remarked that these surprising connections never
really come directly but come through second or third parties.
Often we have to probe below surface acquaintance to find the
threads which tie us together.
I knew Sally had a sister who lives in New Orleans and who has
one of the amazing stories to tell about surviving Hurricane
Katrina, but I had never met her. A while back I learned that
Sally's sister has a blog titled angels and people,
life in New Orleans. It takes very little time to follow
this blog because several times a week she will post a photograph
which she has recently taken, along with a title which may suggest
what she sees in it. I am grateful for the connection I discovered
with Suzanna through Sally.
This I found particularly moving: Figure By Mount Olivet Cemetery fence
I try to hold this picture in my consciousness as reminder that we have built a wall between our comfortable, middle class existence and the lives of those whom we have excluded and denied opportunities because of race, class or traditional barriers. The walls will not fall of their own accord nor can they be removed by those who are imprisoned by them. We who built them, benefit by them, and who keep them in repair to protect ourselves, must be the ones who remove them.
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