Thursday, June 29, 2006

A New Orleans ascension

Markus is poetic today, reminiscing about his father, an architect of some of the most unique landmarks in New Orleans:

My father designed this church. I recall standing as a very small child in the back and watching him climb perhaps fifty feet of scaffolding to reach the top of the buttresses to inspect some work. To a very small child it seemed as if he had ascended the very ramparts of heaven to consult with God about the progress of the work on His house. It is one of the most vivid memories of my childhood, one I can call up clearly at any time.

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