First I said no.
“Sorry,” I told Sandy Krueger, “Can’t take the picture.”
Sandy called to see if I could snap a photo of her and more than 200 other members of Our Saviour’s United Church of Christ.
The church decided to attempt to shoot what the Rev. Mark West described as “the congregational equivalent of a large group family photograph.”
Sandy explained that the photo would be taken outside and I would need to shoot it from the top of a bucket truck. This would involve two of my favorite things: taking photos and getting up high.
Still, I didn’t see how I could make it work at the appointed hour of Sunday at 10 a.m.
I was scheduled to teach Sunday School at my own house of worship four blocks away until 10:15 a.m., making me already 15 minutes late for a noon arrival at Eagle, Wis., where I rehearse with a classic rock band.
That would leave me about, oh, 0 minutes to spare as I left my church, rushed to Our Saviour’s, climbed into the bucket, went up and down, and then raced 80 miles to Eagle in time for the noon start. I recalculated the timing of my obligations.
“Sure,” I told Sandy. “I’ll be there. But it would be helpful if the congregation is in place when I arrive so I can take the photo and vamoose.”
“No problem,” she said.
We had a date.
For the entire column, turn to page 4 of the Oct. 22 issue of the Ripon Commonwealth Press.