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Sundays after service we would go home, where I'd find great-grandma

Sunday Memories

Sundays after service we would go

home, where I'd find great-grandma

watching what I'd call her

Jesus movies (although one of those

films contained not Jesus but

Charlton Heston - close enough).

Vision blurred by glaucoma,

she couldn't determine if that voice saying

"truly this man..." was the Duke or not.

What happened I wondered, what caused

her not to go? I thought she was bored

with the service just as I was, but I found

out later, as she told me, that her soul

had been set aflame down in a small

community in deepest Mississippi.

And thereafter she was guided by a force,

a particular electricity is what she told me,

that left all her Sundays somber and full of

existential wounds.

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