Steven Riddle on the love of reading: If I am such an inveterate reader, why do I not read scripture with the avidity with which I approach Walker Percy, Flannery O’Connor, and others? I need to ask myself the same question. This past week, I found out that there’s a prequel out to a science… Continue reading Confiteor
Category: Around St Blog’s
Special for my dear husband: What the Cardinal really said
Last night over supper, my husband remarked that the secular papers had picked up on something Cardinal Ratzinger had written that apparently said it was okay for Catholics to vote for pro-choice candidates — for example, this article from the WaPo: (registration) Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, the Vatican’s arbiter of doctrinal orthodoxy, has given Roman Catholic… Continue reading Special for my dear husband: What the Cardinal really said
Labor Day
Funny how on Labor Day everyone has the day off except a set of people who could really use a day off: retail workers. I think it’s important to remember where we came from (and where we might end up again if we’re not attentive.) My husband is from Pittsburgh and Andrew Carnegie’s prints are… Continue reading Labor Day
I got to meet Baby PiusThomas!
and boy is he a cutie! Mama looks great, and it is so lovely to see how gentle Davey is with his little brother. Papa Honk promises to try to get some pictures up soon. Best wishes for a happy babymoon and for lots and lots of SLEEP.
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I’ve got it!
Mama Owl and Papa Honk should name their new baby Pio Goliath! Alas, I was too late with this inspiration, and Davey’s little brother has been named Thomas Matthew. Thomas and his mommy are back home now.
What TSO said
…I said, “how do you explain how bad things are now compared to the way things were before the Council?”. And she had a ready reply that I didn’t expect – she said that Protestants were much better before the Council too, at least as measured by divorce rates and crime and other indicators. It… Continue reading What TSO said
Hurricane Report
Dear Mr Luse emerges from the rubble to tell us about his experiences with Hurricane Charley, complete with jaw-dropping photograph.