As I’ve noted, when I was born, my father told his cousins that he was figured out my name, Roger Owen Green, making sure the initials, ROG – pronounced raj – could serve as my nickname. As far as I know, I was not named for anyone.
A young adolescent Jesus in white robes is shown at the center of a group of wizened, bearded old men who appear to be appraising him.
The family spent a couple days at this this inn on the Catskill Mountains during the school break after Easter. It was a nice place. There were several pictures, paintings of scenery of the area, a still life or two, and the like.
But right outside our room was an outlier, a painting that looked terribly familiar, something like the one above. This intrigued me, for – and memory is a tricky thing – I believe my maternal grandmother had a reproduction of it in her house. Something quite memorable about that representation of Jesus.
This coming round, I will be writing something new for each week only half the time.
Seven years ago, Denise Nesbitt from England created ABC Wednesday. It was brilliant in its simplicity. People, literally from around the world, post an item – pictures, poems, essays – that in someway describe each letter of the alphabet, in turn. I’ve been participating since the letter K in Round 5, my Keating Five post.