What better place to read scriptures, than Blanche and George Grimshaw’s bedroom. They lived next door to me, in fact, i had originally moved into their old apartment after they took rooms next door. Years later in 2000, i had been trying to assemble a large cabinet/bookcase/entertainment center for them, but it was ridiculous to do, especially in a railroad flat where a family had been living for a long time. Eventually, one daughter, Veronica, would move downstairs, and, being next door and on the ground floor, i hung around with her.
Rather than try to put together that giant piece of furniture, i found Blanche’s religious collection of statues to be noteworthy, and a peaceful place to reflect upon matters of Christianity.