Late Tuesday morning. I was so excited. This very evening four wonderful women... Jasmine, DaVerne, Gwen, and Barbara would join me in celebrating my sixty-ninth birthday at my favorite restaurant...Wok Teriyaki.
Wednesday, September 9, the feast of my patron, St. Peter Claver of the Society of Jesus, is my actual birthdate. But my dear friends had appointments they had to keep Wednesday, so I was delighted to say "yes," when Barbara asked me if having a meal together Tuesday would be ok. "Ok? Absolutely wonderful," I replied.
At four o'clock I came to Gwen and Barbara's office all bedecked in my clerical finery and Barbara drove me to the restaurant. Gwen and Jasmine came a few moments afterwards. Daverne came later and we reminisced and laughed and shared stories and ate wonderful food.Barbara took this picture of the happy group.
Jasmine took this one so that Barbara could be in one of the pictures. I was just beaming in both. Gwen is sitting at the head of the table, DaVerne is next to her, I am just glowing in third place, and Barbara is beautifully posed at the front of the picture."I've come along way from the young college student who was afraid to speak to a beautiful young African American woman," I thought. Thank God I survived long enough to enjoy this wonderful day.