Joe-that was beautiful about the Jordan River. Now I need to get my atlas out and refresh a bit what I should have learned in Sunday School.

When my dad was dying he often spoke about crossing the river, so that has special meaning for me. He even requested a song about crossing the river at his funeral (forgot the name of it).

On a lighter note...my husband's relatives in Eastern Kentucky own some land on the Rockcastle River (LEJ and I talked about this), and one day there was a baptizing in the river. Some canoers rounded the bend and found themselves right in the middle of a ceremony. As it was related to us, people didn't know whether to laugh or what. The canoers just dropped oars and drifted past the crowd.

Mary