Going South, day 3

In Meridian, we meet at the Sisters’ church, a mega church in waiting, and meet the Rev. Mike and his spectaculars where he offers splendid stories out of biblical history that scare the begeezus out of his followers. We tour the workshop where the feathers go on the angel wings, but decline the offer to view the seven-foot Satan in the utility closet. Then it’s south toward Gulfport, but we give out in Hattiesburg, and after a splendid middle eastern meal served by Hattiesburg’s lone Palestinian, we adjourn to a Days Inn and rest up for the next installment.



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Story teller, retired journalist, author, folksinger, folklorist, gardener.
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1 Response to Going South, day 3

  1. Sarah Birch Land says:

    Give Wanda a long hug from me, please. Alex also. Love to them and to you.

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