This afternoon, I went to get the mail. Nothing exciting. Some catalogs, some bills and mostly junk. Then there was the magazine put out by Theological College in Washington, D.C. where Steve lived for the past 3 years.
I put that aside rather than tossing it straight into the recycling bin, because sometimes there’s a photo of him in there. Actually the only photos were of his entire class each year. A tiny photo, him being one of many. Then I flipped it over and this was on the front:
Yes, that handsome, short guy in front, on the far right is my boy. (The scanned copy doesn’t look as good as the original. Plus I had to crop it to fit on the blog page. If you want to see the entire cover, which I think is a bit clearer, click on the photo. It’ll open in a new window and if you click on that photo, it’ll enlarge it to full size.)
I only have one copy of the magazine so no one is getting this.
* Editing* to say that back in April, I had posted about him telling me he had stared down the pope. This was the moment he was referring to.
