Again.
For many hours.
The circumstance obliged me to trek into the ground floor lobby with my laptop in search of connectivity. Upon the sofas there, I joined six other dwellers of this complex who have the same fragile Internet service provider as me. Fortunately the public wi-fi there, from a different provider, worked. Some situations do require patience.
Me being patient.
While busy typing and clicking I was approached by a man who knows Linda, Carol and I are JWs. He has noticed us dressed up, leaving for meetings. He wanted to tell me a friend of his who is also a JW is coming here for a visit. He said he hoped to introduce me to his friend who he feels is a wonderful man, "the salt of the earth." He said I'd likely see this friend at the Kingdom Hall. I asked him if I might see him too, accompanying his friend. No, he said. I asked him if he had ever gone to a Kingdom Hall. No, he said. But he assured me I'll enjoy meeting his friend who is a marvelous human being, truly the salt of the earth (again), and "it's too bad there aren't a lot more like him around." I replied, "Yes, we like the idea of more too." And I thanked him for telling me about his friend and that, with such a recommendation, I very much look forward to meeting him.
And tonight was in fact a meeting night ...
A school part, photographed with my iPad.
Post-meeting conversations regarding which a
Brother Francisco told me, "I love hearing this
noise!"
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