First snow

Roses and snow in the Baptist Temple parking lot

We’ve been coming to Charleston since I was 6 or 8, I guess.  From Maryland, Ohio, New York, Connecticut, and finally Clarksburg, we would visit my great-Aunts who lived on Quarrier Street.

Emma smoked and cussed.  Louise was very prim and proper. Both attended the Baptist Temple, a name for a church which I found hilarious when I was in middle-school.

Up north, temple means synagogue…but I have since learned the south of the Mason-Dixon line, it’s normal to use ‘Temple’ as part of a church name.

But, in 1983, I would crack myself up talking about communion being served at the bar-mitzvah at the Baptist Temple.

Middle-school humor.

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