a first time for everything

went over to a house nearby and knocked on the door, hoping someone might be there to direct me as to how to bust into the church legally. turns out reverend ed petty lives there. tell him i have a friend who helped restore the church a couple years ago; as i was just passing thru thought maybe i could get in to take a look around. he just hands me the keys; no questions asked. nice guy i must say, and very trusting. he didn't see my car. so, i walked thru the church - alone. knowing jill had been here and walked the same steps i'm walking now - just made me feel better - less alone and homesick. find myself thinking, "GOD DAMN, this is too beautiful."