Across the Street from Heaven


Bob, just to add another touch of celestial glory to your story, I present these images of the very sights you and I would have beheld 1) on our way into St. James Church on a Sunday morning, our minds and hearts lifted up to God, and 2) the florist shop directly across the street from the church, whose magnolia blossoms beckoned us toward the bakery a few doors down, where we would celebrate our faith with largesse that never made it into the collection basket. In the background is the Delaware Station firehouse.

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3 Responses to Across the Street from Heaven

  1. Robert Brady says:

    Wow, Mick! That’s the same magnolia tree! The florist Had a different and grammar-school-boy-inscrutable name back then, as I recall… Magnolia House or something like that, name gave no clue as to what it was… a gift shop? It was there for years and years and I never went inside… and it’s still there! It’s almost as though you just now walked down Delaware Avenue, and you’re in California! You got a foto stash I never saw? And that statue up there, that loomed over all those times… I held a lily of purity beneath that statue… That was before I met Lily…

  2. Mick Brady says:

    Remember how we used to dig for treasures in the old Albany landfill (we used to call it ‘the dump’)? Well, I seem to be gettin’ pretty good at rummaging around in the Google landfill. Never know what ya might find in there.

    Let’s see if I can dig up the name of that gift shop……

  3. Robert Brady says:

    Yeah the dump was where McCloskey HS was moved to after its brief life on pre-Albany Mall Elm Street…. many fond memories of that very educational landfill… to be herein detailed, all in good time…

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