Monthly Archives: August 2009

Micah 6:8

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Two days ago I blogged about some things I want to have happen at my funeral.  Today I’m blogging about the Bible verse that I want carved on my tombstone.  At this rate, on Saturday’s blog I will reveal how I’m dispersing my opera videos upon my death . . . unless I just decide

Food, Glorious Food!

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Kathy and I lost the week-long vacation to the Black Hills that we had planned for this week - thanks to a whole host of issues and concerns that made it impossible for us to leave town after all.   Yesterday was the closest we had to a complete day off,  so we spent it having

So “Pam”

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Last night was the visitation and funeral for my wife’s cousin Pam.  There were so many beautiful things about the service,  and I heard so many people afterwards say “it was so Pam” -  which is in some ways remarkable, given that she died so very suddenly and unexpectedly at the age of 57, having

Come in from the Rain

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Our weekend in Dubuque ended with quite a bang, thanks to one of the worst downpours that Kathy and I have ever experienced.  It was right around 1:00 and we were at the local Staples store,  making copies of the bulletin for the sixth and final worship service of the retreat. . . plus copies

Oil & Water

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Are you acquainted with the Myers-Briggs Test?  It was developed a few years ago by someone who was a follower of Carl Jung, based on his notion that human beings- for all their complexity and individual uniqueness- can be grouped together according to basic personality traits.  In a nutshell, one answers a fairly extensive questionnaire

Man on the Street

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During our weekend in Dubuque,  Kathy and I got to take a little side trip to the picturesque little hamlet of Galena, Illinois. . . a place with a lovely downtown district full of historic buildings, intriguing shops, and beautiful restaurants.  We got to watch a real live blacksmith doing his thing- dined in a

Hal on Wheels

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The first time I encountered a GPS unit was several years ago when Kathy and I were out in the Washington D.C. area, riding with our friend Doug Instenes (who by happy coincidence was out there visiting his sister.)  He had GPS in his car and thought it was the most indispensable innovation since they

Shedding Light

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This photo captured an interesting moment at Holy Communion this past Sunday morning which so wonderfully embodied the notion that we all have our particular gifts.  You see Barb Salvo and Jim Teusch, two of the members of Holy Communion’s church council  and part of the property committee which is overseeing a massive renovation of

By the Light of the Silvery Moon

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I count myself very blessed that upon my return from Seattle I had several big music gigs which not only got me singing (always good for the soul) but also got me collaborating with musical colleagues and friends and up in front of audiences that were especially appreciative.  And I’m quite certain that it wasn’t

Fragile Flowers

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For the last two weeks,  Kathy and I have thought of almost nothing else but my brother Steve and his well-being - hoping and praying (or should I say praying and hoping?) that he would recover from the tangle of health ills that put him in the hospital and even intensive care for a time.