Friend, Episcopal priest David Perry dropped in today. David’s down from Portland visiting family in San Francisco for the holidays: I’m sure he had a thousand things to do, but being David, he drove down and spent part of his afternoon with me. We had a great time catching up.
David is the author of the ‘rubber stamp ministry,’ which has been an wonderful source of strength and cheer these past couple months. David and I have stayed in touch from a distance since our days at All Saints in Pasadena, where David directed family ministries, lo these 25 years.
David went on to big things at the national church office: I visited him and wife Ricki a couple of times in NYC, but we haven’t connected in person recently, life and time constraints being what they are as we’ve jumped into the new millennium.
Suddenly, when word of current events reached now-retired David, he was back in my life with frequent, much-enjoyed communiques. David is analog, not a computer guy: he reads my blog then responds with oeuvres (as seen above in response to the MRI post below) on nice, folded note cards in buff envelopes. He also found an amusing psalm, warning one against ‘bucklers’ (a reference to swords, he thought) that seemed appropriate to post by the MRI machine. Note to secular friends: in a world without faith, where would a David Perry come from…?