The Ozone......
What an amusing name for a town to have! My husband was a pastor in such a town. The proper name of the town is: Ozone Park, Queens, New York. He was the pastor in said town for almost 27 years and I was working by his side in service to a great group of people. Living and working in New York brought out the fastest and busiest sides of one's personality; at times it felt as if we were being blown way out to the ozone! Well, we are out there in a sense. As far as distance goes, we are still miles across USA from our children, and other family members. We are 12 hours away in the time zone from a son who lives in China, working for Microsoft. Today the world worries about the real ozone and the holes that are in it. However, the church in Ozone Park, NY filled up those holes, metaphorically speaking, in the lives of pastor and me.
Today we are retired and living in a quieter town in Ohio! I don't really miss the underlying dull roar of traffic like it was in New York, nor do I miss rush hour traffic....but our hearts will never be far from our old home in New York..
Join me in my Ozone Musings.......
