Sunday, August 12, 2007

F.


F. is sad. For the last 10 years he has been the keeper of the church in M., a village in Buzau. He cleans and makes repairs to the church and the cemetery, beats the “toaca” and rings the bell every day. He is telling us how he got the job: an older relative, the former keeper, came for a visit one night, telling him that he’s about to die. He left the church keys on the drawer, and two weeks later passed away.
Now F. feels his end is near, but the young have left the village and most people are not coming to the church anymore. He has no one to leave the keys to.

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