Church On Sundays we all went to churchwhere Captain would stand at his perchto lead hymns, recite prayers and read sonnetsthen ladies collected alms in black bonnets. A big lady started attendingso big that when she was bendingher smock would rise up some six inchesand I’d watch for a glimpse of her britches. She moved to the boarding house next dooronly outcasts had roomed there beforeyet I knew of her kindness and smilesshe’d send me across the church aisle. Her … Read More