Ghosts from my past
Memories of loved ones long gone bring comfort rather than scares Halloween is getting closer, and as it is the season of spirits and ghosts, I thought a ghost story would be appropriate.
This is not the spooky kind of ghost story, but more of a gentle tale with characters from my past. As I will be turning 75 next year, I have been doing a lot of thinking about my past and the characters who made my life so rich and rewarding.
They are mostly ghosts now, having left this mortal plain due to a variety of reasons — AIDS, accidents, congenital heart conditions and just old age.
One spirit recently visited me where I least expected it, the audio room at my church’s broadcast center. I was sitting next to my partner, Patrick, who runs the board for early Sunday services at Cathedral of Hope.
