a Sunday driver

24 Nov


It was a perfect day for a Sunday afternoon drive in the country. Any drive in this part of southern Indiana is a drive in the country! Near to the Abbey is the farm where Abraham Lincoln lived from the time he was seven until he was twenty-one, those crucial formative years. His mother died when he was nine. At her grave I found myself thinking of my kids at St. Andrew who are in their formative years without the benefit of having their mothers with them.

Even closer is the town of Santa Claus, Indiana. It seemed so not right to see a dead deer lying on the side of the road. But it did seem right that the Catholic Church is St. Nicholas.


One Response to “a Sunday driver”

  1. Cathy O'Toole November 24, 2013 at 8:28 pm #

    Your words remind me of Sunday drives many years ago when Mom, Dad and I would ride to the Amish country for cheese and maybe an ice cream cone!

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