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mizpagan - we took Metro North down to Grand Central, then the 6 train to 77th and a short walk to the Met. What we did:
Saw a woman with a yippie mop and a wiener dog on a leash attempt to enter a shop that was guarded by an extremely pissed off tabby cat.
Viewed a gorgeous 13th century piece of Chinese silk patchwork:
Found some precious relics from the lost collections of Chateau d'Pouffe:
And saw one of those Virgins Ouvrante, where a figure of Mary opens to reveal a whole entire seated Jesus:
After that we had dinner at a great little Turkish restaurant on Lexington and 28th, barely caught the 7:37 to New Haven, and drove home. It was a great day, and for most of it the weather was cool, sunny, and gorgeous.
One more thing:
On our way to the museum, we passed a church with a courtyard garden. It turned out to be All Souls Unitarian, one of the flagship churches of the UUA. They're open and affirming, of course (the first thing we noticed was the rainbow symbol by the gate), but more than that, they have a memorial wall honoring members of the congregation and notable Unitarians.
Among the latter was Rev. James Reeb. He was a Unitarian Universalist minister, married with four young children, who joined the march on Selma almost fifty years ago as one of the Northern clergy who went in solidarity with Dr. King and the other marchers. Reeb had gone to a black-owned restaurant for dinner and was on his way to a meeting when a group of white men attacked him and his friends with an iron pipe. Reeb died of skull injuries two days later. He was eulogized by Dr. King himself. Later a UU church in the upper Midwest was named for him, one of the martyrs of Selma (the others being Jimmie Lee Jackson, a black Baptist deacon, and Viola Liuzzo, a white Unitarian housewife).
I was deeply moved to see the memorial to Rev. Reeb - just his name and dates of birth and death. I wasn't expecting to see it on a happy day when I was going to New York with a friend, but it was reminder that the freedom we enjoy is fragile, and that sometimes the only way to secure it for all is through the sacrifice of a good man.
mizpagan - we took Metro North down to Grand Central, then the 6 train to 77th and a short walk to the Met. What we did:Saw a woman with a yippie mop and a wiener dog on a leash attempt to enter a shop that was guarded by an extremely pissed off tabby cat.
Viewed a gorgeous 13th century piece of Chinese silk patchwork:
Found some precious relics from the lost collections of Chateau d'Pouffe:
And saw one of those Virgins Ouvrante, where a figure of Mary opens to reveal a whole entire seated Jesus:
After that we had dinner at a great little Turkish restaurant on Lexington and 28th, barely caught the 7:37 to New Haven, and drove home. It was a great day, and for most of it the weather was cool, sunny, and gorgeous.
One more thing:
On our way to the museum, we passed a church with a courtyard garden. It turned out to be All Souls Unitarian, one of the flagship churches of the UUA. They're open and affirming, of course (the first thing we noticed was the rainbow symbol by the gate), but more than that, they have a memorial wall honoring members of the congregation and notable Unitarians.
Among the latter was Rev. James Reeb. He was a Unitarian Universalist minister, married with four young children, who joined the march on Selma almost fifty years ago as one of the Northern clergy who went in solidarity with Dr. King and the other marchers. Reeb had gone to a black-owned restaurant for dinner and was on his way to a meeting when a group of white men attacked him and his friends with an iron pipe. Reeb died of skull injuries two days later. He was eulogized by Dr. King himself. Later a UU church in the upper Midwest was named for him, one of the martyrs of Selma (the others being Jimmie Lee Jackson, a black Baptist deacon, and Viola Liuzzo, a white Unitarian housewife).
I was deeply moved to see the memorial to Rev. Reeb - just his name and dates of birth and death. I wasn't expecting to see it on a happy day when I was going to New York with a friend, but it was reminder that the freedom we enjoy is fragile, and that sometimes the only way to secure it for all is through the sacrifice of a good man.
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Date: 2011-04-13 04:43 am (UTC)From:Thanks for the information about the Reverend Reeb. I had no idea!
Stasia