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The Crosses of the Northern Neck Do you think of the cross on which
Jesus died Some people would say that it is the end of the road, but they would have their bearings wrong. It is the beginning of the road. The road does not go very far, maybe a tenth of a mile, before you come to a church, a church where my grandfather preached. You can't go very far down any road in Virginia's Northern Neck before you come to a church. Some of the churches are rich and some of the churches are poor. One of the poorest sits next to an orchard full of ripe peaches. It is a place of great beauty with people of deep faith. To hear a menhaden chantey sung by the 94 year-old harbormaster at the blessing of the fleet is not something you soon forget.
So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind |
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