December 7, 2021
December 7, 2021

George looked good in his neck beads, his face glowing, unencumbered by mustache and beard. We talked about Piggot’s Manor. George was thrilled, and said, “Yeah, I wanted you Krishnas to have a place like Friar Park, something in the countryside. I promised Prabhupada. You can chant as loud as you like and no one bothers you. And I can come over there, and no one’ll bother me.”