The other day I was talking with someone about the candles as I filled them with oil. I've always had some affiliation with the candles in a church. It now is one of my weekly behind-the-scenes tasks to fill the candles with oil. This was something I had also done at Wappingers when my father wasn't able to take care of it any more.
But I was also reminded of the time before we had oil candles.
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| Candles on the altar, Easter 2012 |
The candles posted here are still the oil candles, but there was a time before this when they weren't. They were white candles that looked very similar.
But there was a trick.
At the end of the service, after the acolyte had extinguished the candles, after the postlude, when someone had to pull down on the top part of the candle while the wax was still warm and pliable.
Again, a task my father had done until I learned how to do it and then I enjoyed doing it.
It is interesting how some memories come back at random times. Like this memory of the candles, from who knows how many years ago.
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