Lessons from the permanent nature of fleeting thoughts

The Old Dutch Church in Uptown Kingston.

I never get tired of taking photos of the Old Dutch Church in Uptown Kingston. It always has a new story to tell. It's a majestic fixture and symbol of the city, and that's not because the steeple is full of bird droppings, but because the church endures and evolves as it maintains its authoritative presence.  It houses the remains of New York's State's first governor, the funkadelic George Clinton. It's been thanked by one other George, last name Washington; and it's also said to house another politician (or is it a hobgoblin? I get those confused). It's many other things, of course, but I cannot tell its tales and do it justice.
So I just take a photo every time I get the chance.

But not even fixtures are permanent. That's one lesson an 8-year-old boy got when a newspaper changed his favorite comics. He did not take it well.

Old Dutch Church