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A Cracked Cross and Jeopardy

A Cracked Cross and Jeopardy

I am sure you have heard of deferred maintenance of a house. You know, those projects that aren’t super important, but still should get done at some point. Well, I’ve been tackling some deferred maintenance of my life. Projects of all types of randomness that I’ve wanted to get done for a very long time, yet, somehow never made it to the top of my to-do list.

One set of projects I would classify as “needing repair.” One of the keepsakes on this list is a really pretty decorative glass cross that I bought almost 10 years ago. Unfortunately it has been broken for almost half that time. The story goes like this: In 2008, the Presbyterian Church had its bi-annual national conference in San Jose. Andrew and I, being local Presbyterians, volunteered to serve on the organizing committee. Specifically, we helped organize and make arrangements for attendees who have disabilities. Just a footnote to conclude: it was a great conference, a lot of fun, and an honor to serve. But back to the glass cross.

Part of the conference was a traditional Expo. An area set up where vendors and artisans could share information and also sell their products. That is when I came upon the booth selling the glass crosses. Now, truth be told, I’m not a big cross person. I only own one other cross, which was given to me at my baptism, and I don’t own any jewelry crosses. As Seinfeld would say, “