The Station: Luther division, et al

by D.O.

Luther Street

The Luther House

Wooden Texas Flag

The Extreme

Some of you will undoubtedly appreciate these photos more than others. For those who don’t really know the significance of the two houses pictured above, maybe we can go have coffee (I’ll have water, thanks) and I can explain how influential those structures — and the events that transpired within –were in shaping me to become the person who you’re having coffee/water with. Actually, can we go have ice cream instead? I’ll pay.

I doubt I’ll ever get around to posting an adequate report of my current College Station visit (I tried twice in the past hour and both times failed miserably), but suffice it to say that I’ve met with many, many people who are absolutely beautiful in every sense of the word — and I’m not an exaggerating. The type of people who you want to take with you everywhere you go. People whose houses you don’t want to leave. People who let me call them friend, and who call me friend, despite my immense unworthiness of the title.

If I have hung out with/eaten with/talked to/hugged/seen you during this particular trip to the Station, rest assured that I am, in fact, talking about you. I’ve been unbelievably encouraged by each of you over these past few days, and I truly do count myself severely blessed to have you folks in my life.

And to you, wooden Texas flag, you make my heart just about as warm as the people I addressed above do.