6.22.2011

Dear Michael (Y.)

Dear Michael,

Yesterday you asked, "How's your crisis of faith going?" (It was one of many funny things you said.)

Today upon ascending from the depths of Penn Station, I came face to face with three Southern high school boys, a quiet but courteous trinity, the tallest of whom asked awkwardly, "Excuse me, sir, we've set up a prayer table here today. Is there something you'd like to pray with us about?"

I smiled and said, "Not today, thanks."

They wore black socks with white sneakers, the way kids do nowadays. They had a table on the corner!

Surely this presence a day after your question means something. All I know is I was happy.

Your friend,

Brian

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