Yo, Old Dude! Or should I say Young Whippersnapper? Thanks. All good things do happen to me. As soon as I get the manuscript off to the publisher, I'll get back to figuring out my Dreamweaver software so that I can fire up my website.

Yesterday was a beautiful fall day here. We live a ten minute drive from New Haven, Connecticut. I want a photograph of the doorway of an old church to use for the cover of my book, as the chapter that gives the book its title, The Gate of Beautiful is a story about a healing that occurred at the entrance to an old temple named the Gate of Beautiful. Ruth and I drove over to New Haven, parked our car and took a leisurely stroll around the green. You want old churches, New Haven has them. There are five or six churches around the edges of the park, and one smack dab in the middle. I ended up photographing two, and will probably use the old ok, wrought iron and stone doorway of a church in Yale University. I have a connection to the church because I sang there with the Greater New Haven Male Chorus a few years ago in the dead of winter. The furnace had gone out, and I don't think it was not much above freezing in the church. They had a full church, but no one removed their heavy winter coats. It was an experience I'll never forget. I've never sung inside a building where people were wearing mittens, and some of the women were shivering, wearing mink coats.

Jerry