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Hectic Time

By Hardison Geer

My friends urged me to get a new desk before my birthday, as my old one was breaking down. I ordered one on line and waited to hear something. Meanwhile I worked intermittently at getting ready for a birthday party on the 29th…officially my birthday is the 28th but it is highly likely that I was actually born on the 29th. A few days before the party I was informed the party would have to be delayed because Natasha had a wedding to shoot.

On the 28th I received a phone call that my desk would arrive on the 29th between 9 and 5 and I would receive a call half an hour before it came. Finally at 6:20 the call came. It would arrive in 15 minutes. I was worried about how I would handle it as it weighed 220 lbs. and was supposed to be left at the curbside. Fortunately the driver was sympathetic and, using a hand operated forklift, moved the carton from the truck into the lobby and the elevator. Leaving the forklift inn the lobby he rode up with me and helped me get it to my door. Very nice of him.

Instead of trying to get it into my living room I unpacked it in the in the hall and carried the parts in. Saturday I spent much of the day starting to assemble the desk. In the evening I had to get ready for church as Julie and I were going to The Greek Orthodox cathedral for Easter services. Julie was running late and we barely made it on time. As always the service ended late, and it was after 2:00 am when we retrieved her car from the lot and headed home. I pried myself out of bed in time for church at 11:00 but did not make it in time because the D train was running local and just creeping the first three or four stations. After church I went home and napped.

About 8 pm I watched the news on my phone and was shocked to learn that the Serbian Orthodox Cathedral on West 25th street was on fire. I posted something on Facebook and went to bed. I think they might need a small subsidy or two.

Today I arose and realized I have to get some thing ready for Susan. Well here it is.


Deacon’s Ministry

“particularly as a servant of those in need” BCP p 856

by Hardison Geer

Sharon met Anthony when they were fellow servers (acolytes) at St. Mary’s. Sharon became a good friend of his, as she did with so many others. He left St.Mary’s to attend a church on Long Island whose rector was a former curate at St. Mary’s, but continued coming into Manhattan to his job as a lawyer for the V. A. Almost a year ago when he was ordained deacon she went to his ordination. In June, when her breast cancer put her in the hospital, she called him in for a conference with her oncologist. I met him in the hallway and took him to where they were. When they emerged they had decided that she should go straight from the hospital to the hospice.

In the hospice Fr. Anthony visited almost daily as did so many others. Who? Fellow servers, friends from all over, relatives close, relatives alienated, half sisters unmet, high school friends from twenty years back and so on. Soon the guards stopped giving her guests visitor’s passes…they ran out of them. The maximum of five visitors at a time meant nothing…rarely, in the evening, did she have so few. Twelve or thirteen was more common. One nice thing about the hospice is that they will supply a bed in the room for visitors who wish to stay the night. Sharon had at least five different people stay the night, some of them more than once. In fact she did something which should not have been possible…she was more visited than all the rest of the patients in the two hundred bed hospice put together. When she could still walk she did something to reduce that disparity by visiting and befriending her fellow patients. At least two of her new friends predeceased her. I was told that the staff were flabbergasted when she ran errands for other patients getting them water or ice. This was not her greatest task while in hospice, she used the leverage her being in hospice gave her to heal alienation in her family. In fact an informal gathering the day after her funeral was attended by a combination of people inconceivable a year ago. Continue reading