I took Friday off from blogging to observe a day of silence for my mother, who passed away on that day in 2008. Now’s here’s a quick covering of events that happened here during the second half of the week.
On Wednesday I did a little exploring after work, visiting Bethel, the town immediately south of Danbury. It looks like the other Connecticut towns I’ve seen already (Danbury, Brookfield, Huntington). Terrain more rugged than the part of Kentucky I lived in for the past five years. Narrow roads which aren’t straight, most of them only having two lanes. They must be short roads, too; I have yet to see a home or building with a street number more than three digits long. Few, if any, large businesses; there doesn’t seem to be room for the “box superstores” I am used to in other states. Even most of the grocery stores are smaller than the typical Kroger or Publix. Or maybe the people here just don’t like big businesses, preferring Mom-and-Pop establishments. I’m thinking about writing a commentary on that in the near future, because I am beginning to think this is typical for New England.
I also noticed a few buildings in Bethel named after P. T. Barnum, and a statue of him near the center of town. Maybe this is the home of the famous 19th-century entrepreneur.
On Thursday we got a real gully-washer of a thunderstorm; nearly two inches of rain fell in one hour. I could understand why flash flood warnings were issued, when a nearly dry ditch outside the office turned into a raging torrent. The storm also turned one poorly drained lawn into a lake; I joked that it would be really bad if we came to work the next day, and saw somebody fishing in the new lake!
Because my work schedule gives me every other Friday off, I was done with my work week after Thursday. On Friday I went to the laundromat with this week’s load in the afternoon, and in the evening I went to a Bible study hosted by the church I visited last Sunday. It looks like I’ll be regularly attending there after all, for as long as I’m in Danbury.
Today I went back to that church because a Messianic rabbi came to speak at 6 PM, after the ladies finished watching the movie “One Night With the King,” and had fun making themselves up to look like Queen Esther. I didn’t learn anything new; what the rabbi had to share about the Book of Esther was good, but I had heard it all at the church I used to attend in Florida. In fact, a poster announcing today’s event was what attracted me to that church in the first place. I was the only one there who was familiar with Messianic Judaism, so I’ll take the fact that these people are learning as a good sign.
Finally, today I finished the last of the meals Leive packed for me, three weeks ago. Would you believe it probably tasted the best of all of them? From here on I will be on my own, where the cooking is concerned. In the past, when I tried cooking, I usually got strange results, so it was easy to leave that job for Leive. Now I guess I’ll have to learn more, if I want to go back to Kentucky in at least as good shape as when I left.