Living along the bank of the Grand River on Abrigador Trail, we are now official river rats--meaning that we live in a floodplain. But the term means more than that since my initials spell rat--and the reflections are ones both in my mind and on the water.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
A couple of weeks ago a photographer propped us up in our church basement and snapped a picture so that we would have a proper photo for the church directory. A few years ago our photo was set aside because the company could not figure out what to do with people who had 2 different last names. This year we made a point of telling them that we actually are one couple, and again we requested that the photo go under the name Worst with my full name alongside. Such an alphabetical listing is not bowing to the traditional concept of male superiority but rather because John is better known in the church than I am.