I'm recuperating. They have me on lots and lots of expensive drugs. Among them are Plavix, Zocor, Lisinopril, and Nitroglycerin. The nitroglycerin I'm not actually taking. I'm just supposed to keep it on hand in case of angina, chest pain. I'm not supposed to open it, because once exposed to air it loses it potency quickly, so I don't even know what the little buggers look like. Hopefully, I'll never have to find out.

As far as the heart goes, I'm feeling pretty good. Unfortunately, I now have a cold. Because of the medication I'm on, every time I blow my nose, it starts bleeding. Bummer.

Well, it was a sunny day. One thing that has always worked better for me than cold medicine is to get out into direct sunlight. So I wandered down to James Taylor Park.

Turns out the VFW was holding its annual Pearl Harbor Memorial Service today. Fortunately, I had my Olympus C-740 with me and was able to get a few interesting pictures.

The service lasted about a half hour. There were opening and closing prayers and a couple of speakers. It was all pretty basic stuff, and, of course, the comparison between Pearl Harbor and September 11 was made more than once.

By the way, I have gotten started on the Great Church Hunt. The day before my heart attack, I visited Love and Faith Fellowship at 720 York Street in Newport. It was a pretty typical Sunday before Thanksgiving sermon. That's one of the drawbacks of church hunting during the holidays. I was encouraged that they have a jail ministry. I'll definitely be checking back with them. I would have gone this morning, but I was hacking and wheezing too much. Not doing as much of that now, so maybe if I can get off of here in time, I'll check out their Sunday night service.

The other church I visited was New Hope Christian Center at 941 Central Ave. in Newport. I went to the Wednesday night service this past Wednesday. I have to say I wasn't quite as impressed with them as Love & Faith Fellowship. The sermon was somewhat disjointed and hard to follow. The pastor struck me as being a little odd. Can't quite put my finger on exactly what was wrong. He just struck me as being very superficial and, frankly, faking it. I'm not saying he's a fake, just that that is the way he came across. It's hard to get a good feel for a church on just one visit and the pastor may have just been having a bad day. I don't know, and I reckon I'll never find out. This is a church I won't be going back to anytime soon.

Yeah, yeah, I know. This is a might judgmental. But didn't Jesus tell us to beware of false prophets? [Matthew 7:15] How are we supposed to follow this commandment if we don't do at least a little bit of judging along the way?