Bishop Dane Merrick had set our appointment for one o'clock, and I arrived at the Senesco Institute parking lot fifteen minutes ahead of schedule.Now before I left the cruiser, I made a quick glance in my compact mirror, just to make sure I didn't have part of my lunchtime barbecue "spork" sandwich wedged between my teeth or a dollop of sauce on my chin.When I checked out okay, I proceeded to get out and lock the car, and then stroll towards the building.As befitting a non-profit organization, the powers that be at the Senesco Institute hadn't designed their building with an artistic or ostentatious plan in mind.In fact the building looked quite utilitarian and functional in white slate with no visible windows.A metal sculpture of what appeared to be the world sat in the middle of a simple
