

Every Wednesday.
Rain or shine.
Cold or hot.
The F to the B to the golf cart to
a crew of “older adults“
Gathered with Jerry,
our intrepid leader,
to work…
Pulling weeds,
Raking leaves,
Chipping away at icy walkways,
Laying wood chips on weathered paths,
Planting,
clearing,
protecting.
Our beloved Central Park.
This gift
of time
of effort
of genuine care
from the kindest,
most generous and
Community minded people
I know.
The epitome of giving a gift,
without counting the cost.
The only reward,
A job well done.
Oh yes, and a coffee break at 10.
With an occasional scone
lovingly made by Stuart.
By Susan B Ceely Philips
One response to “Every Wednesday”
Sister Susan! Love you and your writings how they touch me so😘