The singing of four standard hymns ends, and Maryrhea Morelock clasps her hands and bows her head. It has begun. Priests' generosity translates into Braille typewriters for orphans Lots of silence. Minutes upon minutes of silence. Other than a baby's cooing, it is quiet.
Some worshippers bow their heads.
Others gaze in meditation. It is the Sunday service of the Lexington Friends Meeting, better known as the Quakers, in their new meetinghouse at 649 Price Ave. For 15 minutes, no one speaks. A child fidgets. A mother leaves with her restless child.