We've had quite a grafitti problem here lately, such that our Michigan Avenue facade looked like a taggers' hangout and not a Pauline ministry center. Repeated calls to the city hotline by Sr. Helen didn't seem to do anything, so she asked me to make a call. Which I did, sometime on Saturday. Result? By 3:00 Monday afternoon, the grafitti "blaster" was hard at work. Things should look a little nicer now.
But it sure makes me wonder what I must sound like on the phone.
Monday, June 04, 2007
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Sister, remember the story of the Innkeeper who just couldn't put up with all of the aggravation of the constant rapping at the door?
Well, they didn't have phones in those days. Go figure. spqr
OOOhhhhhhhhhhhh..You must have sounded very threatening. MKH
Just return from Italy, could not believe the graffiti...
met an American teacher on the bus, she said they feel the kids are going through a faze...it is not gang
related. It just looked awful!
"Anonymous said...
OOOhhhhhhhhhhhh..You must have sounded very threatening. MKH"
Either that or very saintly. (another mkh)---harv681
Or both. fritz
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