Wednesday, October 24, 2007

From the mail


Received ISI Books catalog in the mail today. One book particularly caught my eye: Third Ways-How Bulgarian Greens, Swedish Housewives, and Beer-Swilling Englishmen Created Family-Centered Economies—And Why They Disappeared

Here's the blurb:


Freewheeling capitalism or collectivist communism: when it came to political-economic systems, did the twentieth century present any other choice? Does our century? In Third Ways, social historian Allan Carlson tells the story of how different thinkers from Bulgaria to Great Britain created economic systems during the twentieth century that were by intent neither capitalist nor communist. Unlike fascists, these seekers were committed to democracy and pluralism. Unlike liberal capitalists, they refused to treat human labor and relationships as commodities like any other. And unlike communists, they strongly defended private property and the dignity of persons and families. Instead, the builders of these alternative economic systems wanted to protect and renew the "natural" communities of family, village, neighborhood, and parish. They treasured rural culture and family farming and defended traditional sex roles and vital home economies.


Carlson's book takes a fresh look at distributism, the controversial economic project of Hilaire Belloc and G. K. Chesterton which focused on broad property ownership and small-scale production; recovers the forgotten thought of Alexander Chayanov, a Russian economist who put forth a theory of "the natural family economy"; discusses the remarkable "third way" policies of peasant-led governments in post-World War I Bulgaria, Poland, and Romania; recounts the dramatic and largely unknown effort by Swedish housewives to defend their homes against radical feminism; relates the iconoclastic ideas of economic historian Karl Polanyi, including his concepts of "the economy without markets" and "the great transformation"; and praises the efforts by European Christian Democrats to build a moral economy on the concept of homo religious—"religious man."



Finally, Carlson's work explains why these efforts—at times rich in hope and prospects—ultimately failed, often with tragic results. The tale inspires wistful regret over lost opportunities that, if seized, might have spared tens of millions of lives and forestalled or avoided the blights of fascism, Stalinism, socialism, and the advent of the servile state. And yet the book closes with hope, enunciating a set of principles that could be used today for invigorating a "family way" economy compatible with an authentic, healthy, and humane culture of enterprise.


May have to get a copy. (Small is still Beautiful is the other book I want.)

Rain

We got a little last night. It has been pretty scarce of late. We need it badly. Off and on for about a week now we have had overcast skies, but last night produced the only rain.

What are the chances you get two e-mails in a row from two different people whose first name is Demetrius? Very good, if its spam.

Catholic Carnival is up here. I put in an entry this week: my looooooong post on God's Immutability. The CC host noted its length.

Requiem Press sale! We already have Holy Souls booklet on sale in quantity through November, but in honor of the feast day tomorrow of the 40 Martyrs of England and Wales we will have Witnesses to the Holy Mass on sale for only $5.00; and you can get the booklet on Cuthbert Mayne (one of the 40 martyrs) for $1.00 when you buy Witnesses. This sale will start today at 9:00 AM and run through tomorrow night.


Our Lady of Joyful Hope-pray for us .... Oremus pro invicem!


Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Technology

In my last post I mentioned how digital technology has made many things possible. And while technology in publishing allows me to do what I do where I do it, I am not necessarily a fan of all technology. For instance, I would much rather use hand tools than power tools in most cases when working with wood. I find hand tools can be just as accurate and (if you consider set up time) sometimes just as fast-at least if you are making only one of an item. So why bring this up?

Because, I just finished reading the latest CMQ Extra about technology-written by a IT professional. I especially like his points numbered 10, 6, 4, and 1. Check it out.

Pretty enterprising

As mentioned here before, Mrs. Curley just returned from Florida. We had booked the flight using Travelocity-my first time. Usually I use Expedia but this was a last minute decision and Expedia wouldn't let me book a flight at 10:50 AM which was leaving at 2:35 PM on the same day. Travelocity would-so they got the business. My point... read on.

Today I get an email from Travelocity asking me how the trip went. And if you send your pictures in and a description of the trip they will put it in book form which you can order and send to friends and relatives. Here's the pitch:

Relive your favorite road trip moments in your own hardcover or softcover travel book - prices start at $12.95. Just download Blurb's free BookSmart™ software for PC or Mac at blurb.com, and drop your best photos and stories right into a book.

Pretty nifty idea. Digital technolgy has made many things possible and affordable.

After a long absence ...

I make a return appearance on Spanning the Globe.

It's funny, for a while I thought I knew the formula for getting selected to regularly appear in blogosphere's most cherished award. (More prestigious than even the Catholic Blog Awards) So I would purposely and carefully construct a few lines within one or two posts every week which I was sure would be irresistible to the selection committee of Spanning the Globe. But after several failures (even though occasionally other lines I wrote were picked up) I realized I didn't know the formula at all. Maybe there wasn't ever a formula. Maybe selection is just based on the whim of one man!

Seriously though, it is one of my favorite features to read every week or so.

Roundup

We picked up Mrs. Curley at the airport yesterday in Charlotte. She was at the airport early and was able to catch an earlier flight-which was good because her first flight was to arrive at 5:00 PM, and I wasn't sure I wanted to fight the rush hour traffic in Charlotte (But I would have.)

My father used to travel a good bit when I was a kid. (He worked for the Navy Department as a civilian scientist.) Dad would often change flights-he was always in a hurry to get home. The day he was due home always had an air of excitement because he could show up at any time of the day.

On the way home last night I decided we should stop at Gus' Pizza in Kershaw (a small town about 17 miles from Bethune.) We've passed Gus' many times but this was our first visit. Like the Camden House of Pizza I have mentioned before, this was a Greek Pizza. Gus has a more extensive menu-even serving hamburgers. The pizza was good. I had a Philly Steak and Cheese-it was good, but there was a hot seasoning on steak.

When paying the bill I noticed an icon of the Blessed Virgin and a picture of Christ on the wall. Greek Orthodox. Turns out he is a member of both the Greek Orthodox churches in Charlotte and Columbia. Quite a hike either way.

Garden Report: We have some carrots! (I think.) Mrs. Curley will take a look today to confirm. I thinned the turnips yesterday. I will be picking the first crop of radishes today and planting yet another crop of radishes. I need to do some weeding-but overall, the garden is looking pretty good-our best fall garden ever to this point.

Reminder that if you want to comment on anything here, you can email me via the link just above the "About Me" box on the sidebar to the right (as you face the computer screen). Did I have to write this last bit? Probably not, but I felt the urge to add unnecessary directions.

Yesterday's post on The Ways of God is quite likely my longest post to date. I don't think all the posts in this series will be so long but we'll see. Expect another one towards the end of the week to early in the following week.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope-pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

Monday, October 22, 2007

Yeah!

Mrs. Curley is coming home today!!!!!!!!

The Ways of God - Immutability

See the first installment of my commentary about The Ways of God by Thomas Aquinas (Sophia Institute Press) as applied to fatherhood by clicking here.)

Thomas Aquinas writes:


In God there is a primary perfection, which is that He never changes His nature. ... Let us strive therefore to acquire a stability of spirit...


God does not change. His 'anger' or 'wrath' we sometimes read about in Holy Scripture is not really God changing His mood or His feeling for us, but is really a reflection of our actions breaking relationship with God.

So how about us? Well St. Thomas points out:



Ah, how suddenly we pass from good to bad, from hope to groundless fear, and from fear to hope, from joy to unreasonable grief, and from sadness to vain joy, from silence to loquaciousness, from gravity to trifling, from charity to rancor or to envy, from fervor to tepidity, from humility to vainglory or to pride, from gentleness to anger, and from joy and spiritual love to carnal love and pleasure.

In this way we never remain one single instant in the same condition, unless, alas we are constant in inconstancy.....



Not a pretty picture, but pretty true for a lot of us. So let's examine our constancy as it applies to our vocation as father. (Let us not forget that a whole book could be written with the same outline for our vocation as husband.)

Where do we especially need a stability of spirit as fathers? Well, two areas seem to leap out at us immediately: discipline and love.


We will be spending time with discipline more than once in this journey as later we contemplate God's justice, forgiveness and mercy. But discipline is so much a part of raising children that is should be considered a primary area of fatherhood in terms of constancy; the details we can work out in later chapters.

First principles-is our style of discipline consistent or variable depending on my moods? If I am tired, stressed or weary are my reactions and punishments the same as when I am well-fed, well-rested, and at ease? More than likely most of struggle to be as fair and patient with misbehavior when we are tired, stressed, or weary. And the punishments we dole out may be too harsh. Then what happens? In a quiet moment we realize we overreacted due to weariness or stress and rescind all punishment. What is a child to think?

Children are constantly testing to see where the fences are and where the weakest link lies. This testing is initially not out of some devious gene they are born with. No, children are naturally curious-even about rules. Further, whether it always seems to be the case or not, they crave known boundaries. The more inconsistent we are the more they will test to figure out where the real boundaries are-because we are confusing them. Eventually we teach them by our inconsistency to play a devious game. Unfortunately for them we teach them this game of manipulation which doesn't necessarily work in the world and certainly doesn't work with God.

At this point I am not recommending one form of discipline over another-just we must be as consistent as possible and not change our discipline style with every mood change. This will also help them be consistent in their behavior-helping them model God's attribute of spiritual stability or constancy in their own lives.

Now of course, we will fail at times. There will be a day here or there where we fail. But if these days are the exception most children will be able to distinguish this as an exception and not part of a moving target. Yet beware. At every failure on our part the child will probe our resolve again. It is part of their nature to learn.

While constancy in discipline is of critical importance, there is a more primary and fundamental area where we must imitate and try to achieve this attribute of God. And of course I am talking about constancy of love.

In every family there are their are three primary relationships for the father. In descending order of importance: the first is the father with God; the second is the father with the mother; the third is the father with his children.

Constancy in love: Dad must pray every day-on his own and with his family. Dad must love God and show this love in his actions and priorities. The children must know Dad's first love and relationship is with God. Now this doesn't mean he neglects his vocation as husband and father to spend 5 hours a day praying in front of the Blessed Sacrament. Our vocation is as father. We may be called to be contemplative in the world-but in the world not in a monastery. We aren't called to live as monks. This probably is not the temptation most of us have-but occasionally it may crop up.

At one point of my life I decided to try attending daily Mass every day. It involved leaving the house every morning at 6:45 to get to Mass and then of course to my job. This was great, and I derived a wonderful spiritual benefit from this. However, after hearing some of my wife's travails on getting everyone going every morning I realized I wasn't helping her at all even if I seemed to be progressing spiritually on my own. We weren't journeying together because I left the house every morning before anyone else was up. After a little prayer, I decided I would go to morning Mass once week and soon discovered there was a noon Mass on Wednesdays 5 minutes from my job. I also found a noon Mass 20 minutes away work that I probably could make once and possibly twice a week most of the time. Thus, that I didn't have to play God against my family. Our Lord provides.

A story from a former pastor: As a boy Fr. Mike lived in an apartment with his folks and his 7 brothers and sisters. The bedrooms were off the kitchen. Every night after everyone was in bed Fr. Mike's father would kneel on the kitchen floor in prayer for 15 minutes. The kids didn't see this every night because sometimes they were sleeping. But they knew it happened because there he would be when they woke up needing a drink of water or a trip to the potty-on his knees. What a powerful sight. (And two of this man's boys became priests.)


One more story related by Brother Charles Madden OFM Conv. in Giving Up Stealing for Lent:


Pop and Mom believed, practiced, and handed on to us our Catholic Faith—often in subtle ways. For instance, Pop never knew we younger ones were watching from a third floor window as he would begin his morning prayers by making the Sign of the Cross as he started up the street on his way to work each day.


Our kids will know if we pray, gentlemen. Our prayer life will tell them of our commitment and consistent love of God.

Constancy of love: Ephesians 5: 25-28 instructs us:

Husbands, love your wives, as Christ also loved the church, and delivered himself up for it: That he might sanctify it, cleansing it by the laver of water in the word of life: That he might present it to himself a glorious church, not having spot or wrinkle, or any; such thing; but that it should be holy, and without blemish. So also ought men to love their wives as their own bodies.

Pretty powerful. How did Christ love His Church?-by pour out all His precious Blood for her. This is how we need to love our wives. Further we need to sanctify our wives so they can be presented unblemished (by sin) to God when they die. This will take constancy in love. It is our vocation.

On a practical level, our children will give more respect to their mother if they sense this constancy of love. Bickering and power struggles, and worse, all out drag down fights destroy a child's spiritual stability to one degree or another especially with respect to love and to a right understanding of what love is. Our children need to know we respect and love our wives on a daily basis.

This love is practically carried out by prayer, sacrifice, and simply an attitude that Mom comes first. She gets the best seat. We turn off the game when she wants to talk. We have date nights. Little things that show love every day.


My wife and I didn't always and still don't always have a date night. But for two and one half years circumstances allowed that we did have a date night almost every week. We went dancing to the Big Band sounds of the Helms-Boyd orchestra on Thursday nights from 6-9. The kids knew that Thursday night was ours. A few years later we moved to the country and the Big Band sounds were too far away. So Mrs. Curley and I started a new tradition. Practically every day after one of our meals we "repaired to the living room" for tea or cappuccino (for her) and Instant Postum (for me). We sat and talked. The kids know that for this 15 minutes everyday we will only be interrupted for true emergencies. Splinters, spiders, arguments, broken toys, science questions: they all can wait. They leave room and go about their business, and we talk.


Another story from Fr. Mike about his father. Whenever Fr. Mike's father wrote his wife a note-even if it was simply a 'thanks for making lunch' when he left for work before she was up, he always signed the note: "I love you more than I love myself." It reminds me of the next line from Ephesians 5:29-30:


He that loveth his wife, loveth himself. For no man ever hated his own flesh; but nourisheth and cherisheth it, as also Christ doth the church: Because we are members of his body, of his flesh, and of his bones.


It is hard, almost impossible, to be a good father without being a good husband.

Constancy in love: our children. How does God love His children? We have just seen Him send His Son to pour out His precious Blood for His spouse the Church. But we are both spouse in the sense we are part of the Church and God the Father's adopted children by Baptism. We read that:


God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should ... have eternal life” (Jn 3:16)


We want eternal life for our children. It's okay to want football scholarships for them and good jobs and all the other good things which are possible on God's earth. But first we want them to have eternal life. Willing the good (and there is no greater good than Heaven) for our children is true love. And this will is more than a thought-it needs some action on our part.

Now we probably won't be asked to give our life in blood for our children-but we will be asked to make little but daily sacrifices without regard to our own comfort and leisure. This love must be unchanging no matter what our children do. Of course this doesn't mean they run roughshod over us. That isn't love. Sometimes love is telling and enforcing a hard truth. Always love is praying for and sacrificing for our children. Not a day should pass with out a prayer for the well-being of the souls of our children. Not a day should pass without a sacrifice made for our children-sometimes they may be small, but they must be there. Suggestions: a cold shower, a night without a pillow, a day without coffee, and extra helping of baked carrots-but always prayer for them.

In some particularly difficult cases (and I forget where exactly I read this) fasting for our children has been known to turn them back on the path to God when they have strayed.

But even when our children aren't in trouble we need to make unknown and unheralded sacrifices for them.

From these unknown prayers and sacrifices will blossom visible love. Sometimes we men think that we show our love by working at our job each day to shelter and clothe the family. And we show our love by spending Saturdays and evenings mowing the lawn, fixing the door handles, working on the car; you know the list. This is true. But our children are usually not mature enough to understand that this is love. (Hopefully their Mom tells them it is.) Our children need more. They need us to sing with them, talk with them, play with them, work with them. That trip to the hardware store (and ultimately the door handle repair) will be much quicker without Bobby tagging along asking questions in each aisle and begging for candy bar at the checkout. But this is what he needs-and maybe what you need.

Our children also need us to pray with them. Not just as a family, but with them individually. There are not many moments in life so intimate and remembered as those when we pray alone with someone we love. (This is something you need to do with your wife too.) Say a decade of the rosary for Aunt Gertrude on the way back from the hardware store with Bobby. Say a Memorare with Teresa on your walk through the neighborhood.

Listen, praise, tell stories. Time is love to a child. Don't try to show love with gifts to replace the time you don't spend with them. Not only does this not work because it isn't true, ultimately it makes a bad connection between material gifts and love-especially for your daughters.

Constancy in love is the most important way we can imitate this primary attribute of God. We have lots of work to do.

Note: In reviewing my notes, I see a glaring weakness in retelling them to an audience. I have no stories, no anecdotes to personalize or illustrate my points. Makes for dry reading. Thus as I go forward I am striving to include some stories as they seem applicable.


Okay for Chapter 1. This is longer than I expected from looking at my sparse notes. But writing this is making clear where my own failings are.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope-pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Came across this site the other day (hat tip to .... ?: I can't remember, but another blog directed me to it-my apologies). Wonderful Holy Card images here. The Eucharistic ones especially inspire and really give a sense of mystery and sacredness. Here's a sample:

Friday, October 19, 2007

End of the day (week) notes

I don't sleep well when Mrs. Curley is away, so I am up later than usual.

TS writes to me that I forgot to mention John McCain in my presidential sweepstakes post below. Frankly, he was completely off my radar screen. I remember 8 years ago South Carolina Citizens for Life (SCCL) endorsed GW over McCain and all the others in the primary. I was peeved at the time because they passed over more pro-life candidates than either of these two. I assume because Bush and McCain were the only serious contenders. I know that SCCL was concerned about McCain-Feingold: fearing it would limit the free speech of pro-life groups during election cycles. I also see from a newsletter I received today from National Right to Life that McCain supports embryonic stem cell research.

My previous posts on the presidential race has centered on Life and Marriage issues-surely the most important we face. But if all these things were equal among the candidates, there are other issues that could separate candidates. Two I am concerned with at the moment are immigration (as in Mexico) and Middle East policy-not only Iraq, but Iran, Israel, etc.

As to the former I will have take a closer look. Most seem to be for building walls and deportations. I don't think this is where I stand. And the Middle East: I don't have a comfortable feeling about where the Republican candidates stand about what our interests are and the best way to protect them. I will try to explore this more as the days go by-if only to think aloud. As I said below, it is time to start getting serious about who our options are-if any.

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On another note, I have been checking in on our newest author's blog: A Funny Thing Happened. Besides a moving conversion story in her September posts, this week she writes about Motu Proprio and earlier in the week, about cleavage. Both are worth reading...

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Quote worth repeating: I was talking to one of the older sons today. He had been complaining that some of the younger ones don't alway pull their weight in cleaning up-that he could do it faster by himself. I asked him to remember a few years back when his older siblings were complaining about him. He agreed about that, and then said about the younger ones: "I sort of feel sorry for them. Cleaning up isn't so bad. Matter of fact I sort of enjoy it. It gives you time to think about things." Take heart parents. They do start growing up!

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On a our loss (but to be expected) note, Mr. Culbreath is going on another blogfast. May God be with him.

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Time to change the laundry and finish my 3rd quarter sales tax reporting to the state which has to have tomorrows postmark.

Have a great weekend-don't know whether I will be checking in or not. The kids did a good job cleaning today while I worked in the office. I think they want to go on an outing tomorrow instead doing our regular Saturday chores. I planted our 3 blueberry bushes this evening after dinner. These things are tiny but they say we should have fruit next summmer. I'm betting 3-7 berries each unless these things really take off. Meant to thin the turnips today but forgot.

Oh yes, the laundry... got to go.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope-pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

A couple things and politics

The other day I asked if anyone had heard of the "New American" magazine as I received a free sample in the mail. After reading it cover to cover and then the fine print I discovered it was a publication of the John Birch Society. So if anyone is anxiously researching it for me-you can rest easy now...

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A friend of mine was the 'Brownback for President' director for SC. He and I had been in some pretty good discussions on the issues I was concerned about with the Senator. He convinced me it was time to start really paying attention to the election.

I am very sorry that it seems Sen Brownback will be dropping out. Although I had some problems with him, he was a very strong and uncompromising proponent for life-and not afraid to make it a dominant issue. (With Mike Huckabee not even knowing what the Mexico City policy is there are not too many strong pro-life options that seem viable.)

I have no problem voting for candidates who won't win-I usually do that. However, I would rather have a viable option I could in conscience vote for and Senator Brownback at least looked potentially viable-although I have my doubts on whether he could take the general election.

Now Ron Paul I believe, is viable in the general election, but not in Republican primaries. (Alan Keyes-while I have liked him in the past has some of the same problems as Sen. Brownback and is not viable in either primaries or the general election.) Turns out that some of my problems with Ron Paul are also the problems I had with Sen. Brownback.

I have given my reasons of caution with Mitt Romney before, either in posts or in my now-nonexistant comment boxes. And of course you couldn't get me to vote for Guiliani at gunpoint. Fred Thompson? In general he seems too much of a party man to me. But I haven't heard much from him. I guess I tend to like mavericks it little bit.

So it seems my best options at the moment are unviable candidates. No surprise here.

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Went to Mass this morning with the kids. Not today, but earlier in the week Father talked about rejoicing in suffering and persecution. This something we all need to remember. I try to tell my kids they'll get justice in Heaven and not necessarily on earth even if we strive for it: so be ready to suffer with joy. Easier said than done I know. The new covenant is 'turn the other cheek' not an 'eye for an eye'-not implying we don't continue working for justice while turning the cheek. Just the rules of engagement are different.

St. Isaac Jogues is an inspiration in both his love for the Mass (he begged and got special permission to continue saying the Mass even with mutilated fingers which made some of the rubrics problematic) and in his love for the pagan Indians he was sent to evangelize (returning to them even after his ill treatment at their hands.) There is a lot we can learn from him about suffering, love of God and dedication to our God-given vocation.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope-pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

Feast of St. Isaac Jogues and John De Brebeuf and Companions




Father, you consecrated the first beginnings of the faith in North America by the preaching and martyrdom of Staints John and Isaac and their companions. By the help of their prayers may the Christian faith continue to grow throughout the world. (from Liturgy of the Hours)


My post on this day 2004 (my second post ever) is one of my best. I really cannot improve upon it. We have visited the Martyrs Shrine in Auriesville several times-the first on my oldest son's request. Read the whole thing by clicking here. Here is an excerpt in case you don't want to go back...



And it is the grounds (at the NA martyrs shrine in Auriesville, NY) which are where you want to be. You want to walk down into the ravine where Rene Goupil was martyred and where Isaac Jogues secretly buried his remains. This ravine is where Isaac Jogues spent much of his captivity praying. He considered this holy ground because it contained the remains of a martyr. You want to pray on these grounds where martyrs prayed and are buried.

You want to climb the hill (which overlooks the NY State Thruway) where Isaac Jogues had to run the gauntlet. You want to pray as you walk through the village where Isaac Jogues fingers were mutilated and where he was martyred for love of God and for the conversion of these Iroquois.

This is not Europe where centuries of saints have trod. There are not many places in North American where you can walk where martyrs blood was spilt. (Pray that through their intercession, your zeal for souls may be rekindled.)

If you have the chance, go visit - and go pray.


If you want to know more, booklets on some of these martyrs are available from Arx Publishing (click here to get copies). There are a couple good books on Isaac Jogues and the other North American Martyrs, but I couldn't locate them at this writing. If I find them during the day I will update this post with the info.

We have few martyrs in our history, so these should be more widely honored and their sacrifices more often contemplated. Their shrine in Auriesville, NY should be a major pilgrimage destination. I know it is for some.

We will go to Mass this morning to commemorate their sharing in the cross of Christ.

St. Isaac Jogues, St. John De Brebeuf, St. Rene Goupil -pray for us!

Our Lady of Joyful Hope - pray for us!

Oremus pro invicem!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Notes here and there

Was supposed go fishing today and tomorrow in/off Georgetown with a great friend. This friend, myself and another used to meet every couple weeks for "novena and beer" night. It can't get much better than that. Plans change... maybe we'll do it next week.

Prayer request: Mrs. Curley's grandmother is sick with pneumonia. Mrs. Curley is traveling to her today to help out for a few days til relief arrives. Please pray for Mrs. Curley in her travels, for her grandmother's quick and full recovery, and us here at home-especially that I remember to feed the kids.

In other, less important news...

We got a fig tree this week. It is supposed to (when fully developed) give two crops a year: June and September I think. The first year it is supposed to fruit once. It is so small now we have our doubts about this first year fruiting. We are also excited that we should be getting 3 blueberry bushes this week also.

And how about our fall garden? Well, I think that while we will be eating lots of radishes, turnips, and turnip greens this winter, I also see some broccoli and spinach make their appearances. Not a single carrot in two plantings has appeared. While we have a little spinach coming, it is not nearly what we planted. But it's looking okay. (My sons say that I say, "The garden is sure looking good" too many times a day.) I will picking most of the first radish crop and replanting some more-why mess with success?-over the weekend.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope-pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

The Ways of God

Okay, it's been 3 years blogging today. (Is this enough years to occasionally have a "the best of" post when I'm too lazy to craft something new?)

I guess I have learned alot: some things about me and some more things about other people. I enjoy writing my little stories of life here at Bethany and hope to continue to do so. However, I had another inspiration this week for the future of Bethune Catholic.



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Some years ago a group of men from my parish were providing escorts and security for an all-night Eucharistic Adoration vigil for life. I drew one of the wee hours. I think my replacement didn't show up, so I stayed on for some more hours. I brought with me a little book: The Ways of God by Thomas Aquinas (Sophia Institute Press) . There are short chapters on 22 attributes of God and meditations on how we should imitate these attributes in our lives. As I prayed with this little book through the night, I found myself especially meditating on how these attributes of God could be applied specifically in my life in my role as a father.

Fathers, being given the very name of our Father in Heaven, are the first experience our children have of God. If we want to introduce God to our children, then we must reflect His ways in our relations with our children. In some senses, our behavior will impact the way our children think of God-for good or bad-simply because of our name and authority that comes with it.

For example, in matters of discipline fathers need to reflect on whether they have more justice or more mercy or an equal balance. A father who is strong in justice and overbearing in punishment and short on mercy, may unwittingly image to his child a god short on mercy, heavy on punishment-or simply a god who is overbearing and to be feared (not in the same sense as the gift of the Holy Spirit of the same name.) But our God is overflowing with mercy and ready to forgive. Oh yes, Hell exists! But Hell is the choice of men who will not love God. We send ourselves to Hell more than God does.

So, for example, we can ask ourselves: Do the punishments we dole out to our kids reflect the natural consequences (and choice) of the particular bad behavior being punished? This coupled with our mercy and ready forgiveness offered to our children may more accurately reflect how God relates to man's sinfulness than whatever we have doing in the past.

Its not easy. It takes more patience than thought than simply shouting: "And for that offense young man you are off the computer for the next 58 weeks. " And I don't claim to succeed-but we must always strive to be "perfect as our Heavenly Father is".

I recall that the First Communion (Baltimore) Catechism notes that we belong to God-not to our parents. We don't own our children. As parents we take the place of God in raising and caring for them, and in teaching them the ways of God. How better to teach than by example. (Every parent can testify that children are great imitators-especially it seems of our faults-especially in public.)

St. Thomas Aquinas notes (in The Ways of God) that we should model ourselves on our Creator in his attributes and imitate Christ in His actions. (Read this line again and then think about it for a couple minutes.)

So in the next weeks I will share here the notes I wrote down on these chapters which came to me in prayer that day and days hence. In many senses they reflect my own struggle to be a worthy father to my children-at least at that moment in time. (Of course I will edit and update my notes under the assumption that I am wiser than I was 8 years ago.)

I imagine these posts will appear once or twice a week for however long it takes to cover the 22 or so chapters. Today's post acts as my introduction to the series. I will give a short outline of how St. Thomas Aquinas defines the attribute and then give my reflection on how it may apply to being a father.

I hope that some profit comes to someone besides myselft from this series. Comments (via email-link above the profile box) on points I miss or things you don't think I get quite right are welcome.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope - pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Changes....

You might notice that Comments have disappeared overnight here at Bethune Catholic, and you may notice the (email me) just above the "About Me" profile box over there (see arrow). So what's up?

Well, some blogs live off of (or are driven by) their comments; the comments can be more interesting than the posts. That's never really been the case here. (The comments may be more interesting than posts, but their very existence is pretty rare.) I may go week or more without any comments. Occasionally something posted will elicit a good debate or added information, but that is not norm here.

My favorite blog doesn't allow comments-but if you really want to say something, you can email the blog owner. This is a model I am going to try here.

I guess if someone sends an email to comment on one of my posts, it is open game to quote. I'd like to do that if the comment makes a good point or adds information to the topic.


Secondly, if you are an avid reader here, you may notice one of yesterday's posts is gone. The post, entitled 'prayers of the faithful', discussed the pros and cons of allowing the congregation to publicly express their prayers as opposed to keeping them in the silence of their hearts. I expressed my preference for the latter based on an incident which happened 12 or more years ago in which it seemed two people were using the public prayers of the faithful to have an argument with each other. I did receive a very valid comment from an anonymous poster who wrote that he/she likes to hear these petitions so they could be brought to the rosary. That is a wonderful sentiment.

Yet at the same time my parish generally allows such public expression. As I know that in recent weeks some of my fellow parishioners stop by here occasionally, I think it is prudent to refrain from such posts as they may be misunderstood or misconstrued.

This blog is pretty personal-I don't bare my soul, but I do open my life and thoughts and my family's life to public (albeit a small public) scrutiny. I do this with goodwill. This is not a serious endeavor where I am trying to change the world. My blog is more of an online diary with an occasional plug for our family business. It is not meant to be a forum of controversy-yet sometimes the discussion can be fun. And thus, while I may not shy from the controversial in the future, I will be careful to make sure what I write about can in no way be construed as a personal parish commentary-as my posts seldom have been-even if that seemed to be the case for some.

So, I go forward with great joy on this feast of Ignatius of Antioch.


Our Lady of Joyful Hope -pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

On the road again

It seems all I do is drive these days, but I have some business in town and some (birthday ... shhh) errands to run.

Reminder that our newest release (see below) is available now. Our new catalogs will go out in the next week or so. If you want one, send me your address on our "contact us" page. And time is running out to get your Holy Souls booklets for November.

And oh yes, has anyone heard of the "The New American" Magazine dedicated to thwarting the merger of Canada, USA and Mexico (I didn't know it was that imminent.) I received a sample issue in the mail today. I'll have to peruse it.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope --- pray for us...Oremus pro invicem!
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Monday, October 15, 2007

Recovery


It is one of those recovery days. We had people over on the weekend and a couple late nights-traveled 70 miles and back on Saturday to Kingstree, then travelled to and from Mass on Sunday, and then up to Rock Hill and home again Sunday afternoon and evening. Trying to get back on schedule today is murder. But the prayer and fellowship over the weekend was well worth today's recovery effort.

Of course today is also a big day for us....our first release of 2007: Is It a Baby or just some cells? - the testimony of a nurse practitioner. It is available at our website. You've seen the cover before, but here it is again.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope - pray for us! ... Oremus pro invicem!

Our Lady of Joyful Hope!

I mentioned the Charleston Diocese Rosary Celebration at the Shrine in Kingstree on Bethune Catholic regularly for weeks-and here it is come and gone. Three families stayed here and caravaned down together for the celebration. Fr. Stan Smolenski opened the celebration by commenting to us and Bishop Baker of Birmingham that the moment he heard the news of Bishop Baker's appointment to Birmingham, he wrote a letter to Mother Angelica's convent saying, (My paraphrase) "You Stole Our Bishop! Now you are obligated to replace him! Please pray we receive a holy bishop soon."


There was about 200 souls there by my estimation. We said the scriptural rosary and then Bishop Baker said Mass.

The homilest (Fr. Phelan CSC) thought he giving a talk not a homily-so his homily was, in his words, "going to be the longest homily we had ever heard". And it was. I think it was over an hour.

After Mass, we met Bishop Baker again. He blessed our families, and we wished him well and promised him our prayers.

We had a picnic lunch and met old friends.

One thing that Mrs. Curley and I felt in one way or another this weekend is that we need to invoke the intercessson of Our Lady of Joyful Hope much more frequently in the coming days and weeks.

Our Lady of Joyful Hope-pray for us! ..... Oremus pro invicem!

Friday, October 12, 2007

Whew!

Yesterday evening the boys and I started to build a new swingset. An upright had cracked on the old one a few weeks ago. We wanted to get the new one up before the weekend as we are expecting a number of youngsters here. We had taken the old upright posts, cement and all, out of the ground on Saturday.

So with sunlight fading, we got to work. Fortunately, the main beam holding the swings was reusable. By sunset we had the four legs attached to the main beam and some of the supports attached. I am hoping it will be a simple matter to finish up today.

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Reminder-as promised-Saturday is the diocesan Rosary Celebration in Kingstree, SC. It starts at 10:30 AM. Bishop Baker of Birmingham, AL will celebrate Mass. It is also the 90th anniversary of the final appearance of Our Lady at Fatima. PicNic lunch (bring your own) to follow. Weather is predicted to be marvelous. Come on down!

Oremus pro invicem!

Thursday, October 11, 2007

On the road again...

Will be working in other places today, so blogging will be light. I wonder why I feel the need to announce this. Are people actually waiting with baited breath on my next post, my next words of wisdom? Fat chance! Yet myself (an other bloggers) always feel the need to announce that they won't be blogging. Now if you are blogger with thousands (or even hundreds) of daily readers, then obviously people are waiting on your every post, so the announcement may be appropriate. So maybe the rest of us are just pretending we are relevant?

It's a funny thing-in fact the whole blogging phenomenon is a funny thing. I have written about it before, so won't rehash why and who I write for. Even so, the question continually arises in my own mind.

Related to this is the custom among some of doing blogfasts. A more explained phenomenon than blogging itself, to be sure. The only time I contemplated a formal blogfast was when I was teaching last year and felt I had nothing to say because my mind was so cluttered with things to do that I couldn't think properly. But even then I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Well enough discussion, I have work to do.

Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Hoops are back!

We had a wonderful dirt basketball court in our backyard in Columbia. I used it more than anyone as the boys were still pretty young, they were just starting to use it when we moved.

There was a hoop here, but it was mounted on a telephone pole overlooking what is our garden. No good. But I didn't move it for a long time.

Several weeks ago we finally took it down, and this afternoon we relocated it to another telephone pole. This will turn into another wonderful dirt court. (Dirt is easier on the ball and your knees than hardtop.) Now all we have to do is find the pump for the basketball....

Each year as I approach this blog's anniversary (October 18th) I start looking back at posts from the early days. On October 25, 2004 I wrote in part-and this was addressed to Mrs. Curley:

Soon I will finish building the pantry so you have a place to store the food; soon I will take a look at that toilet that rocks precariously; in just a few days I will patch and paint that section overhead where the plaster keeps falling off; and the washer drain .... sooner than you think.

So in three years, how have I done?

Well, the pantry has been finished for a couple years anyway. The toilet (after many false fixes) was replaced (along with the floor) this past spring. The overhead section with loose plaster is unchanged. And the washer drain-finally (again after many false fixes) was taken care of this past spring.

I'm am glad I kept the list short three years ago so my batting average looks okay 3 years hence. As a matter of fact, most of the fixes accomplished were documented here. There is much more to do-some of promised 3 years ago or more...

The Rosary

It is said that if you are not in the habit of saying the rosary daily and you pick up the habit-be bold in your requests in the early days of your new-found practice as our Lady will grant these requests to solidify the habit.

This past Sunday was Respect Life Sunday and many "life-chains' were formed around our state (and I assume around the country.) I'll bet many rosaries were said at these events. There was no "life-chain" in our immediate area, so our parish opted for a rosary after Mass in the Church.



Sunday was also the feast of the Our Lady of the most Holy Rosary-celebrating the victory at Lepanto through the intercession of our Lady. For the second year in a row we were hoping to release our first children's book on this date, which is about Our Lady of Victory (of the Most Holy Rosary)-but haven't had the money to print it (it being full color, the cost structure is different.) Maybe by Christmas?




But tribulations on getting this book printed is an aside and not the object of my post this morning.


No, this weekend, on the anniversary of the miracle at Fatima, our diocese is having its 5th annual Rosary celebration in Kingstree, SC-home of the Shrine of Our Lady of South Carolina-of Joyful Hope. I mentioned it before and will be writing about it the rest of this week, and reporting on it next week.

As this year was proclaimed by Bishp Baker (now of Birmingham) as the "year of the family" in our diocese, families are the theme of this celebration. Bishop Baker returns from Birmingham to celebrate the Mass (10:30 AM). Holy Cross Father John Phelan will give the homily. Since the shrine itself is tiny, the Mass will be outdoors at the Kingstree Recreational Park, just down the street.

We are honored that altar boys from my parish are serving the Mass. Picnic lunch (bring your own) follows the Mass.

We've been looking forward to this for a long time. If you are in the area-come and see.

Oremus pro invicem!

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Short announcements

I have posted our yearly deep discounts on Daily Prayers for the Church Suffering on our website with details on the booklet at my other blog in preparation for November-praying for the holy souls in purgatory.

We give these books away free with every order to encourage prayer for these poor souls. The 500 quantity discount is practically at cost-when you consider you get free shipping at this quantity. So take advantage: get one for yourself and distribute some to others. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll remind you all again.

And I have a new post up at The Patent Agent.

Enjoy!

Cast Away

Saw it last night for the first time. We were only going to watch an hour of it (Mrs. Curley had got from the library several weeks ago-its probably overdue), but forgot the time and watched the whole thing.

I am not a Tom Hanks fan. I appreciate that he is a very talented actor-I just don't ever seem to like the character he plays or the movies he plays in. (There is one exception, but it slips my mind at the moment.)

Cast Away once again shows his talent. Warning-spoilers ahead if you haven't seen it (by now-it came out in 2000?).

Hanks is an always in a hurry FedEx troubleshooter. He gives his girlfriend a ring on Christmas right before he is called away on business. The airplane crashes and Hanks is the sole survivor, washing ashore on an uninhabited (by man or beast) island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Here he stays for 4+ years, learning how to start a fire, fish, pull his own teeth etc. What keeps him going? The movie gives at least two answers.

First, the one possession he manages to keep is a pocket watch given to him by his girlfriend, and which has her picture in it. He looks to it constantly for hope and draws her picture on the wall of the cave.

Secondly, there is the package. Many FedEx packages wash up on the island. At first he just gathers them, but eventually he opens them-all but one. It seems he is determined to leave it unopened and deliver it.

To keep his sanity he "makes friends" with a volleyball on which he has painted a face in blood. This is "Wilson".

After 3 years he tries to commit suicide by hanging-"to do the one thing I still had control over"-yet he tests the branch first with a log on a rope and it breaks-so he can't even do this. This would have been the perfect spot for a conversion-realizing he has no control over anything: God does. But unfortunately God is absent from the film.

For example, earlier when he buries the dead washed up body of a crew member of the plane, he stands by the grave and says, "Well, that's it." He offers no prayer.

He doesn't find God on the island-so it seems the movie has no purpose-except maybe the package.

He does eventually return to civilization and find his girl married with children. They have feelings but realize they can't go back. The movie ends with Hanks delivering the package-the implication is that this was the whole purpose-for the recipient is an attractive women.

On the island is by far the best of the movie. Once Hanks returns to civilization, the movie drags-fortunately it is almost over.

But really, it was esthetically disappointing-not that I am looking for Christianity to be beaten into the viewers, but it doesn't make sense to me that this man would not determine some relationship with God after 4+ years on the island-especially after his bout with despair.

Thus, here again is a well-acted Tom Hanks movie where I just can't relate.

Garden Report and other things

Update: Noticed some spinach coming up, so I planted another row. Also transplanted the brocolli (started indoors), although I may have been a bit late with it. Otherwise, here's the rest of what went in the ground today: 1 row radishes, 2 rows of turnip greens, and 4.5 rows of turnips. I think all the space is used. We took off the last three peppers yesterday but still are getting tomatoes from one plant.


The turnips and radishes are flourishing. I planted the first round of carrots 35 days ago and nary a sign of them. (The carrot seeds came from several different sources, so its not the seeds.) I planted 5 rows of spinach and may have one plant. But I have turnips and radishes galore (the two things no one likes - yet; I have a feeling we will get used to them this winter.)

I am planting the rest of the fall garden this morning as soon as the sun rises. Guess what? I am going to stick with what works. You guessed it: radishes and turnips.

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As a kid several of us worked a garden every year. I always grew cucumbers (the yield was so great my mother used to make me eat them as snacks), miniature watermelons and cantaloupes. Even as miniatures, my watermelons never quite finished growing by the first frost. I think I got a cantaloupe or two. I used to also have some green beans. Usually I planted enough to have one or two servings.

One sister grew radishes every year. Only she and my father would eat them. Another sister only grew flowers. Its funny that as I recall now, the garden was on the South side of the house. I am sure this wasn't planned, it just happened that way.

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Here is a picture of the house I grew up in. We lived here for my whole life. (My Mom still lives here.) This picture was taken about 8 months before I was born and just few months after my family moved in.

Notice the sheets hanging in the front picture window. The curtains hadn't arrived yet.

As I recall (being told) there were few houses on the street when the family moved in. The woods you see behind the house provided many hours of fun until my sister saw a rattlesnake there (confirmed by the snakeskin recovered at some later time.)

Also, as I recall, the garage was supposed to be under the living room (picture window) not under the bedrooms. The builder got that and a couple other things backwards. The garage windows suffered breakages every winter when we played street hockey in the driveway.

It was a good house with lots of good memories.

Oremus pro invicem!

Monday, October 08, 2007

Available ...

... for pre-order at our website :

Don't forget to check out the author's blog as mentioned below. It is worth the read.

Oremus pro invicem!

Library Sale

I mentioned last week that we were going to hit the Camden library sale. Two years ago we went with pocket change and came away with bags and bags of books. This year-being a little better off- we came with a little more money-but went away with few books.

One of the problems is that we got there late. The library sale opens Thursday night for "Friends of the Library" only, and then at 10:00 AM on Friday morning til 5:00 PM for the public. (It is also open on Saturday.) Two years ago we got there in the late morning on Friday. This year we arrived at 4:00 PM on Friday afternoon. So I think alot of the good stuff was gone. Never-the-less we did come away with a few things....

This first one (Christmas Religious Art) I scooped up immediately. We had this book in our house as a child. There is no text except the Gloria on the middle pages. The paintings are full-page. About half the paintings are by George Hinke. He might not be a household name, but I'm betting that if you saw some of his Santa Claus paintings/illustrations, you would recognize them. The book was published by Ideals Magazine-which utilized Mr. Hinke's work quite a bit.

Here is a sample of a painting included in the collection not by Hinke, but by Ludwig Kraus.

I also picked up a book on selling and marketing crafts-I am a sucker for such books, although I have never actually put it into practice.

I bought a book called, "The Art and Science of Taking to the Woods." After spending an hour or so with it, I was not too impressed. It recommends taking your food into your tent unless you are in bear country. I think that is irresponsible and begging for racoons and other wildlife into your tent. It is also has you burying your trash instead of taking it out with you. I'm sure there are some good tips, but clearly it is dated.

One son bought me a book with tips on hunting and fishing is South Carolina. Some of the content I can tell already is very valuable especially in going after bream during the different seasons. I like catching and eating bream more than any other fish.

A couple of the boys bought books on card games. One got a WWII officer's manual. I think Mrs. Curley got a square dance book (with directions, music for songs, and calling instructions.) This may be book we get the most use out of! I think she also got at least one gardening book. I am not sure how many Christmas presents were found (I found one).

We had fun, but wish we had more time and a better selection.

Now back to work.

More stories from the road

I stopped into St. Joseph's Church in Columbia Thursday morning to go to confession. I picked up a brochure for the US Army Chaplain Museum which is at Fort Jackson in Columbia. I believe Chaplain boot camp is held at Fort Jackson. When we used to be parishioners at St. Joseph's, we would often get Catholic chaplain's from the 'Fort' saying Mass on Sundays in the summer.


I am thinking this museum (although I am sure it is small) may be worth a field trip for the altar boys-especially if we can get the Catholic chaplain at Fort Jackson to spend a little time with us while we are there. It is a long way from Lancaster-so maybe I should find something else to do also while we are in town.

A new blog - (not mine)

I have several things I'd like to write about today, but most can wait til later. But while you're waiting, you should really go over and read A Funny Thing Happened. Don't just read the top entry; if you have time, read from the first post. We all like conversion stories-how did you come to the faith? This is a good one. Here's a sample:


With every page of homework, with every meeting with Father B., I began to see the world around me change.

At our third or perhaps fourth meeting, Father B. greeted me, we prayed, and then before he sat down he walked to the library window. It looked out on a rolling lawn that led on one side to a lake and on another to a path that meandered down to the huge white Church. Near the window, close to the priory, a yellow tarp flapped and lifted in the autumn wind, revealing a stack of newly cut wood. Father B. and the other priests had been busily preparing for the winter.

"Does the world around you seem to look different now?" Father B. asked me, turning back from the window. I was surprised. Had he read my mind? "Yes," I said. "And it's a very uncomfortable feeling." After only a few lessons, I felt as if blinders had been removed from my eyes, allowing me to see the world not from my accustomed secular vantage but from a new place, one that considered God before all other created things.


Oremus pro invicem!

Friday, October 05, 2007

Unspeakable crimes

As mentioned in my post below-I was on the road yesterday. Although I understand the bias often associated with National Public Radio reporting, I often find myself listening to NPR as there is not much decent music available and sports talk shows offend (especially the radio ads.) Silence would be better, but sometimes I listen anyway. Yesterday was one of those times.

Yesterday NPR featured a story on female veterans. It cited a VA study which found that 23% of female soldiers reported they were sexually assaulted while in the service. 28% of those being treated at VA facilities reported being raped by their fellow soldiers! The problem (rape by rank-thus reporting rape might possibly go through your rapist's hands) is so prevalent that:

Two years ago, the Department of Defense introduced "restricted reporting," which allows the victim of a sexual assault to bypass chain of command and make a confidential report.

The problem with "restricted reporting" is that no action or investigation is launched against the perpetrator-'restricted reporting' simply allows the victim to get help.

Read the rest of the story online here.

There are many reasons why deploying female soldiers is problematic. Some have to do with morale, some have to do with finances. The most important reasons have to do with the order of creation.

However, no matter how you see the deployment of female soldiers, this report is a disgrace to our country and to our military. But look at the Abu Ghraib prison abuse scandal in Iraq a few years ago. So is today's story a surprise? (See how they are related in a post from 2005 at Caelum et Terra .) There are stories out there that pornography is encouraged among the soldiers. There is emerging a picture of a culture of sexual immorality in the ranks-which seems to be silently approved of.

Maybe this is a potential outcome when you have an army of professional soldiers instead of a citizen soldiers. The Anti-Federalist papers warned that a strong central government would result in a standing army of professional soldiers, and having such an army at hand would result in more wars.

I am not trying to say that soldiering is not an honorable profession or that we don't have many, many honorable soldiers in our military. However, I do believe that there is a subculture in the military that encourages violence for violence sake-including pornography. When you put women soldiers in that subculture, rape is going to happen frequently and perpetrators will not brought to justice often.

I am not in favor of female soldiers in general as could be gleamed by astute readers of this blog-but it is NOT because I think large numbers of women will be sexually assaulted. I am against the ordinary use of female soldiers because I think it goes against their nature and confuses the nature of man (males). Both of these things are bad for society.

Yet if we must have women soldiers-they must be protected from "friend" and foe alike.

May God have mercy!

Was on the road yesterday ...

doing some consulting work in the city.

When I was employed by industrial Amercia, one of the perks was that my company suscribed to a number of magazines every month. Granted that most of them were engineering oriented towards our particular industry, but some were more generic.

Scientific American was one I read every month-which was very frustrating. The editorial board at SciAm had bought into the culture of death as progress for the betterment of mankind and the environment. I wrote several letters to the editor, none of which were ever published. (This is the only publication I ever have written to which did not publish my letters-maybe the truth was too threatening.)

But my favorite was a quarterly magazine which married my profession (science/engineering/ inventions-I was/am a patent agent with my love-history): Invention & Technology.

I am doing some consulting work at the old company now an then and was there yesterday. So I stopped by the library and picked up a back issue of Invention & Technology and brought it home.

The Spring 2007 issue has a story on 'Revolutionary Restaurants"-or how they developed those restaurants that rotate while you eat. Reading it brought to mind a story from a business trip I made years ago.

I was in Detroit to visit the site of an experimental installation. The restaurant we ate at one night was on the top floor of hotel, overlooking the city. At some point during the meal I turned to my collegue and asked where the men's room was, as he had left the table to go earlier during the meal.

He replied, "It was just over there to your right when I went. I don't know where it is now."

I said, "What do mean, you don't know where it is now? They can't just move it around."

He looked at me strangely and said, "No they aren't moving the bathroom, we are moving!"

Sure enough, we were at one of these rotating restaurants where the outer ring, where the tables are, rotate, while the center is stationary. We had been there for over an hour and I hadn't noticed!

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Will be on the road part of today. First Friday Mass at St. Catherine's-followed by breakfast in the hall. Then instead of returning home, thee is a big "Friends of the Library" book sale in Camden. We went to their sale with a couple dollars and lots of loose change two years ago and came out with bags of books and some reading treasures. (Not that we need more books around here.) The kids love it. They can actually afford the prices. (I am sure they will complete their Christmas shopping today.)

And we finally got some rain around here yesteday (maybe more today.) Thanks be to by God!

Oremus pro invicem!

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Devotion to Mary




This is the month of the most Holy Rosary. There was feature article in this week's Catholic Miscellany (Diocese of Charleston weekly) on the Marian Shrine in Kingstree, SC. The focus was Bishop Baker as the whole issue was dedicated to his legacy in our diocese. Here's some of the article:



Bishop Baker fromally established the shrine to Our Lady of South Carolina-Our Lady of Joyful Hope with a canonical decree in March 2006, saying the holy place was created "in order to increase veneration for the Blessed Virgin Mary and to provide more adequately for the spiritual welfare of the Diocese of Charleston."

Father Smolenski noted that the shrine is distinctive because it falls solely under the auspices of the diocese. Most shrines in the United States dedicated to specific saints or Mary are run by religious orders.

"It will be difficult to replace Bishop Baker because of his interest in the presence of Mary in the diocese," said Father Stanley Smolenski, shrine director. "Bishop Baker's devotion to mary is not superficial in any way. It extends from his youth."



Bishop Baker will be celebrating Mass at the Rosary Celebration this year (13 October, 10:30 AM) in Kingstree. Altar boys from my parish have the honor of serving at the Mass. If you are in the area, try to make it.

Oremus pro invicem!

The best place to eat (and other things)

Yesterday there was a doctor's appointment in Columbia. Afterwards, since we don't get in town that much (and since October is our biggest birthday month) we stopped by a bookstore-Books-A-Million. I guess it had been a while since I was in a bookstore. There many new releases I hadn't heard of (including a John Grisham novel about football-Playing for Pizza?-and apparently this isn't even his first foray into sports) and trends I was unaware of.

For instance, a recent big hit is: The Dangerous Book for Boys (I had heard of this one). There seems to be an endless slate of similar books. In fact, in an Amazon.com interview with the author the subject comes up:

Amazon.com: It's difficult to describe what a phenomenon The Dangerous Book for Boys was in the UK last year. When I would check the bestseller list on our sister site, Amazon.co.uk, there would be, along with your book, which spent much of the year at the top of the list, a half-dozen apparent knockoff books of similar boy knowledge. Clearly, you tapped into something big. What do you think it was?


Iggulden: In a word, fathers. I am one myself and I think we've become aware that the whole "health and safety" overprotective culture isn't doing our sons any favors.

Related to this trend is the nostalgia cover. I saw many covers which looked like they came right out of the 1940's and 1950's.

And then there was a whole slate of woodworking books I had no time to look through.

I was pleasantly surprised at the good selection of Catholic books available. There were several Ignatius Press titles along with the Catholic 'best sellers'-John Allen's book on Opus Dei and Scott Hahn's series of books from Doubleday. (No Requiem Press titles by the way-but I knew that going in.)

Speaking of Dr. Hahn, I have had Surprised by Truth hanging around here for a long time but never picked it up. I knew several of the prominent Protestant ministers who converted to the Catholicism had gone to Gordon-Conwell Seminary in MA-but am amazed at the numbers: Marcus Grodi, Dr. Hahn, Steve Wood, Gerry Matatics, are there others? At one point during Steve Wood's journey home, he talks with a priest who taught at Gordon-Conwell when it was a Carmelite-run school for boys. They used to pray for vocations there before they closed shop and sold it to the seminary folks. Interesting.....

Okay-how about that best place to eat---It isn't the bookstore.

We very seldom go out to eat, but if we do, we always end up at the same place: The Camden House of Pizza. It is a Greek pizza house and has marvelous pizza (I get mine with no sauce, but even their pizza with sauce rates better than I've had.) They are very friendly. I remember the first time we went there, long before we moved to Bethune (Camden is about 1/2 way between Columbia and Bethune) the young kids got excited because there was a small painting of the Last Supper in the kitchen, which you can see into from the tables. It is a family restaurant and just a joy to eat at-and the food is great (our favorite pizza and at a good price.) And I always have a Greek beer when I am there also. I am not sure if it is so good because it just is or because usually if we are at the Camden House of Pizza it has been a long day in the city and the beer is so welcome. Who knows? I just enjoy it.

Okay, onward....Oremus pro invicem!

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

varia

Took a walk this morning with our dog in our neighbor's woods. I was coming up on 3 deer; I was about 20-30 feet from them when my dog finally noticed them and barked, driving them into the wood.

I know deer skirt the edges of our property because I see the tracks. If I want one (in season of course) I am going to have to camp out there over night.

It was very crisp this morning-just how I like it.

Today we officially lose Bishop Baker to Birmingham, AL. (Although he will back in less than 2 weeks for the Rosary Celebration at Our Lady of South Carolina Shrine in Kingstree.) We need to start praying for a strong and holy bishop.

Feast of the Guardian Angels today and I literally just found out I will be a godparent again. So I will pray that my soon-to-be godson's guardian angel keeps a close watch on him.

Oremus pro invicem!

I know I am about to offend several classes of people

First they let females become cadets. Then they banned prayers before meals. Now....

(according to Readers Digest-but note I couldn't confirm it on The Citadel website) The Citadel, following the lead of Notre Dame, is offering alumni the chance to have their ashes kept perpetually on campus in a memorial wall.

Mrs. Curley tells me that I can't relate these three things (especially, she said, because the ash thing is 'guy idea'.) But I can relate them-just see:

By admitting females into the corp of cadets, The Citadel fundamentally changed its nature and purpose. By banning prayer before meals, it starting losing its soul. Now with a changed nature and purpose, The Citadel gropes around like a lost child in the dark trying to find itself; in the dark because prayer has been abandoned. Thus initiatives arise which reflect this search for identity through heritage (as well as to raise $$). Follow this: if enough alumni (or should we say alumnAE now?) buy into this, it justifies their continued existence because the change of nature and purpose and loss of soul has been endorsed perpetually by the graduates (in their ashes). (I might try to make the case the school is going to ashes....)

The back-up argument is simply that once you start doing goofy things (like having female cadets and banning of prayer), even more goofy things follow.

Some would change the argument and try to tell me that it wasn't Citadel's fault (i.e., the Citadel was forced by the courts to accept female cadets and to ban prayer before meals.) Whether that is the case or not, it doesn't change the fact that the fundamental nature and purpose of the institution was changed overnight and continues to change...for the worse.

I am sure I have now offended all the female cadets at the Citadel, all the alumnAE who wish their ashes interred there, feminists of all sorts, many people in general who are opting for cremation over traditional burial (although note well that I didn't really address this last topic at all.), and many Citadel alumnI who have decided to accept the fundamental change as "inevitable progress" for whatever rationalization they have become comfortable with.

(Really though, I am NOT bitter.) Now, I have spent way, way too much time on this.

Oremus pro invicem!

Monday, October 01, 2007

Took a walk this morning and then planted 5 rows spinach and another row of turnips. (Why the turnips?-because the last ones I planted are doing well. If turnips and radishes are the only things that grow, then that's what I'll learn to like.)

Last year when I taught, I ate 1.5 meals a day and was on my feet all day. Now I eat 3 hearty meals a day and sit in my office most of the time. I think something has to change. One of the reasons I eat all three meals is so I can spend that time with the family. Maybe I can start just sitting, but not eating anything for at least one of those. And walking in the morning should help too. (Not to mention the football.)

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Have a good start on the new catalog. I am trimming it down a bit because I want to make sure it doesn't exceed normal postage. Back to work....

Okay, so I lied...

I am going to tell you every time I update my Patent Agent blog - like I did this morning.

The Weekend


Friday night it was My Darling Clementine with Henry Fonda. Never have cared too much for Henry Fonda films, but this movie is the exception. Of course Victor Mature as Doc Holiday isn't the best Doc Holiday on film-and in fact the unhistorical death of Doc H at the OK corral in this version (denying him his conversion to Catholicism) does not sit well esthetically. But Fonda is a better Wyatt Earp than Kirk Russell, Kevin Costner, or Burt Lancaster for that matter. I agree with Pro Ecclesia that Van Kilmer was the best Doc Holiday.

Saturday morning I weeded the garden. After breakfast I finished the 2-foot chicken wire fence around the garden (posts made of old pallets). The purpose of the fence is to ward off domestic pets, children, and possibly rabbits-although I think the presence of a dog takes care of the latter.

Spent much of the afternoon working in the office while number one and number two sons did some weeding and preparing the next section of garden for planting spinach on Monday (that's today!) by tilling in some chicken litter, peat, and manure.

Sunday after Mass we talked to two friends who are going to Mexico for the feasts of Bl. Juan Diego and Our Lady of Guadalupe. They are trying to talk me into going with them. If I work hard enough, maybe I can swing it. I have prayed before the Shroud of Turin. I'd like to do the same in front of the Tilma-of course I'd like to see it with Mrs. Curley. So maybe we'll wait a bit and go together when the kids are older.

Saturday and Sunday saw our first football scrimmages of the season. Last year number 3 son and I were demolished in every single game by number 1 & 2 sons. (This was departure from the past years when we were pretty evenly matched.) Number 1 & 2 are getting bigger, stronger, and faster. But this year I think we have chance to post a few wins (hopefully the big one at Thanksgiving.) Number 3 son is catching the ball more consistently this year, throwing it further, and running faster. And I proved to the older sons twice yesterday that they still can't catch me from behind (although secretly I think it is psychological). So maybe we can squeak a win here or there without me blowing out my knee.

Boys found a new cache of muscadine grapes-technically not on our property, but technically not on anyone else's either. They are by the road and about 2 feet beyond our property line on the southern side. They picked 5 pounds yesterday in about 15 minutes-and there is more to be had. I'm not sure Mrs. Curley is up for another round of making jam, but I'm thinking that she's thinking of a pie or something. (Have you ever heard of a grape pie????) (Wish we had the tools to make some wine.)

Went to my neighbor yesterday (the one who lost 15 chickens to our dog) to let him know our Barred Rock and Buff Orpingtons are about 8 weeks old and that I'd be obliged if he came over and picked some out some time. What does he say? "I have 104 chickens now-why don't you pick some out of our flock. I have some bantams I'm trying to get rid of-the perfect chicken to train your new puppy against-or take a game hen or two-they're good setters." What a way to turn the tables. Anyway-he may want a couple Buff Orpingtons, so we may trade. But you can't wish for neighbors better than the ones we have on both sides.

Feast of the Little Flower. We have a daughter named for her. If you look at my parents generation, Theresa (Teresa, Therese) is almost as common as Mary. Of course nowadays you are hard pressed to find either. Of my 100 or so students last year in a Catholic high school (about half of which were girls), I had exactly one Mary and not a single Teresa.

Our Theresa has birthday this week. She missed her patron saint's feast by only a few days.

Oremus pro invicem!