Sometimes my words are transitory and ephemeral, quickly disappearing into faint memory. Sometimes my words have little meaning beyond the personal and do not do anything practical. This afternoon I stood before the Committee of the Whole, as the town council is called, to support the grant application I had written on behalf of the Strawberry Vale Community Hall to rebuild the front steps. Now my words will be written in stone, so to speak, since the grant was approved. This evening happens to be the monthly meeting of the board where I will pass along the good news.
This makes me happy.