Monday, October 15, 2018

Life and Death

I became a grandfather for the first time one day late last week. There is a certain joy to this. It is hard to explain. It is also difficult to wrap my mind around the fact that my son is now a father. 

I remember when I am taking my children to college the first time, it usually involves a long drive. During the drive, I always panic that I only have a few hours left to tell him or her all things I should have but haven't gotten around to yet.

But this is worse, I can't tell my sons how to be a good father (or daughters a good parent). All they have is my example - yet that has been too often lacking. Hopefully they will get their inspiration - not from me, but from the Bible and see how God is a good father.

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Last week we also lost a good one. My wife's uncle, Dave Stanley, passed away. He was a good man. He was always welcoming to our family. I recall especially he was good to our special needs foster son. Dave always made our foster son smile, let him drive the golf cart to his extreme delight, and bought him hats - a favorite item for our son.

May his soul rest in peace!

Oremus pro invicem!

Monday, September 10, 2018

Time

We had the best looking sweet sorghum crop in years, but we ran out to time to process it correctly. It won't go to waste, the seeds are chicken feed and the stocks, although not squeezed to make syrup, will be fed to some appreciative pigs.

We are just about done with most of the summer garden. There are lingering tomatoes and one or two pumpkins left to pull. It was a good year for pumpkins, although absent were some of the huge pumpkins of past years.

For to be a farmer's boy, 1887-Winslow Homer

I think our peanuts (although the smallest plot in years) will be stellar based on what I have seen so far. Harvest is still a few weeks away.

The summer won't leave. We are still having 90+ to 100 degree days everyday. It burns up any broccoli or cabbage you try to put in.

With school having starting for me, getting a big fall garden in will be a challenge. I like fall gardens because weeds don't grow.

Speaking of school, I have started a new assignment. In addition to teaching part-time at a local technical college, I am now teaching Physics at a 4-year college (as an adjunct.) 

More money but less time at the homestead.....

Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Back to Cleveland!

It had been 30 years. I lived in Cleveland for 2 years. The last thing I did there was to attend my friend's wedding in 1988.

Last week I was back in Cleveland for my son's wedding. It was great. The liturgy was chanted. Everything was beautiful. The bride's family was very gracious. We had a great time!

Oremus pro invicem!

Friday, August 03, 2018

The need is great!


I mentioned back in 2016 that we were finally licensed for foster care in South Carolina. Since then we have had 10 children ranging from 4 months to 15 years come into our home for times ranging from a few days to more than 2 years.

Our very first foster child is still with us after more than 2 years. Presently we also have 2 other young children.

But we get calls all the time to take more....
Yesterday we had two calls: the first to take a sibling group comprising 6-month old and two-year old; the second for a sibling group of 5 children.

And this is not the first time we have received multiple calls in one day.

We don’t have the beds or rooms to take more than we have now. (Sometimes I wish we did – other times we feel overwhelmed with whoever we have at the time.)

It is hard to say “no”.

The need is tremendous. We have been very blessed.

Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Assuming this is an accurate quote that is making the rounds (or even if it is not) I endorse this remedy of St. Basil and would only add that the same consequence should apply to anyone who knew of such behavior and didn't report it:

Any cleric or monk who seduces young men or boys, or who is apprehended in kissing or in any shameful situation, shall be publicly flogged and shall lose his clerical tonsure. Thus shorn, he shall be disgraced by spitting into his face, bound in iron chains, wasted by six months of close confinement, and for three days each week put on barley bread given him toward evening. Following this period, he shall spend a further six months living in a small segregated courtyard in the custody of a spiritual elder, kept busy with manual labor and prayer, subjugated to vigils and prayers, forced to walk at all times in the company of two spiritual brothers, never again allowed to associate with young men for purposes of improper conversation or advice.

They still don't get it, do they?

It is a struggle not to be consumed by all this.

I am reading the Power of Silence by Cardinal Sarah. Begin agitated by the news is not part of his remedy.

Oremus pro invicem!






Saturday, July 21, 2018

Diapers

I may have alluded to the fact that we have had a special young man living with us for the past 2+ years. It may become permanent sometime in the next - who knows how long when government agencies and courts are involved? - but we are looking forward to it.

In the meantime, Mrs. Curley and I are expecting our first grandchild in September - in Wyoming - go figure. 

I don't feel old except when I get up (out of bed, out of the car, out of the couch) or when I climb over things. In both cases, I creak. Once I am up, I am fine. Not that being a grandfather means you are old....

So this week we took on a 3 week old and her 2 year old brother. 2 in diapers! at our age! Maybe we are going through a mid-life crisis - trying to prove we can still do it. Just now I changed the poopy infant, the poopy 2 year-old, and then the poopy infant again. During this second change she peed all over the place. Not complaining. These are gifts.

I asked Mrs. Curley this morning how long she could do what she did last night - up every three hours up for feeding/changing, etc.  She just looked at me.

Oremus pro invicem!

Saturday, June 16, 2018

Rainbow in Bethune

This was taken a few weeks ago. It was more impressive in person - the camera on my phone is not much to write home about.

We need more of this - rain that is. We ate our first corn tonight, but I don't know how the rest will go without more rain.



Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, June 06, 2018

End of an era

For the first time in at least 10 years we don't have a breeding pair of hogs on the property. Thor (Hampshire boar) and Polly (York/Duroc cross sow) have both found new homes.


We do have enough pigs to keep us in pork for a while. We will look for a new breeding pair in the coming months, but it will give us a little break for the summer.


Speaking of the summer...we are starting to pick summer produce. Today the first batch of green beans, along with some zucchini and cukes.




Oremus pro invicem! 

Monday, May 21, 2018

We've been hearing a duck quacking ...

but it was a frog!

I took a picture of a frog in the overflow pipe from our kitchen in August 2016. Now he's there again, but bigger! See for yourself, same pipe.

May 2018

August 2016

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Confession

Saw this on the confessional door at the Divine Mercy Shrine in Stockbridge, MA last week.


Oremus pro invicem!