Slow Day in Racheland
Date: Wed 14 Feb 1996 - 15:01:26 PST
All tale of twisted JBC devotion:
A few years back, two of "these men of mine" (ie friends) spent 6 months in
India; studying language, traveling extensively, and generally offended
a sacred rite associated with each of the incarnations of the Hindu gods.
Anyhow, they found themselves at the coastal community of Goa, a bit of a
tropical paradise, where they befriended some sweet young Catholic ladies on
holiday. Being raised in strict Dutch Reformed homes in the USA, the boys
were well aware of ecumenical mutual admiration, and in no way wished to
offend (in fact, they actually showed proper respect to all faiths
encountered on the subcontinent, my above tongue-in-cheek comment
notwithstanding). That being the case, and one friend carrying a guitar
-battered from too much third class rail travel atop trains - they joined the
girls for late-night bonfire/sing-alongs on the beach. Hmmm, Mr. Fish, this
is where you come into play: bored with strumming along to the mind-numbing
sunday-school songs of his youth, and beyond hope of seducing one of the
lasses, my man Derek introduced he had some songs he wished to play, and
proceeded to perform lovely - if not well received - versions of "Love
Kittens", and (especially lovely I'm told) "The Devil is my Friend".
Perhaps one of those girls is now a convert, and subscriber to this list.
If so, welcome.
John G. Johnson
Northwestern University
2020 Ridge, Room 240
Evanston, IL 60208
(708) 491-8382 jjo883@nwu.edu
Received on Thu Feb 15 00:05:27 1996