J Walking

Perhaps following up on my mopey posts about the Mets and the Steelers, someone sent me this picture as (they say) a genuine thin place. They wish to remain anonymous.
Here is what they write:

Not too long ago I was walking around Fenway Park during a very bad day. I have access to the stadium because of my job and needed to get away. Nothing seemed right in my life. Then I happened upon these pallets of Cracker Jacks boxes under the stands and everything changed. It was such a surprise, such a revelation that it felt like an answered prayer. I’m not sure God occupies the nooks and crannies of Fenway Park. Then again maybe He does.

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