Wednesday, September 9, 2009

At Queen's Park - day 41



I was redesigning my handout, sitting on the granite stone I usually sit on when on vigil, when I have heard the: "Ho, hou, heah!" a typical Polish Highlander sheep herder call. (Yes!) I turned around, and there he was, my son's Sebastian godfather Ted. He and his dancers just came back from a European voyage, and he came to see me here. His support arrived just on time, and was greatly appreciated. We talked and laughed, and then walked to his car. He was carrying the sign and the picture, I was handing out my fliers, and we met his brother, who just happen to work construction a block away from QP. Serendipity. And I have the pictures to prove it. And I do not have to prove it to anybody, but I know for sure that Sebastian has the best godfather!

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