Saturday night, while my wife was busy at the Racine Theater Guild, I was down in Naperville, Illinois visiting our friends Trevor and Megan Parker, seeing their lovely new home, enjoying some incredibly delicious homemade Chicken and Vegetable Soup. . . . . . but the main order of business was doing another of our
Our interim pastor at Holy Communion, Steve Samuelsen, does so many things well . . . but what I like the most is how effective he is at drawing young children into a church service. One of his favorite means to do that is to bring the children up front for a children’s sermon in
For the last 48 hours or so I have been strutting with my new eyeglasses - which the lady at Lens Crafters dubbed “the Cadillac of Eyeglasses,” with a price tag to match. But when you get to be half a century old like I am, glasses are one thing in which cutting corners is
Today felt incredibly odd. . . because for the first time in what feels like months (but it’s only been weeks) I didn’t have to go anywhere near the Carthage campus or anywhere near my score to John Gay’s The Beggar’s Opera. Yesterday was the last day of J-Term and today begins a brief break
No, this is not a detailed critique of the Packers’ win over the Chicago Bears this afternoon ( a tense, ulcer-aggravating game ) . . . but rather the story of an amazing, mountaintop experience this past Thursday evening which just happened to occur in the heart of Green Bay, Wisconsin -home of the aforementioned
This morning, as I thought about last night’s incredible victory by the Green Bay Packers over the Atlanta Falcons (for much of the game, it was the most lopsided matchup since Grandma Moses challenged Hulk Hogan to a cage match) I suddenly remembered an interesting moment from last Sunday during the Packers’ first-round playoff game
One place in the world with which I am extremely intrigued yet have no desire to actually visit is Japan.... and it comes down to two matters of grave concern: the language and the sushi. Let’s dispose of that second matter first: I know that one can eat more than sushi there, but it still
One of the things I was busy with this past weekend was a choral event at Carthage called “Real Men Do Sing” - which over the last couple of years has been amended as “Real Men and Woman Do Sing.” It started out, however, as an event designed to bring together guys of all ages
If you were to hook electrodes to my head (but please don’t) and could somehow measure what I have been thinking about over the last week and a half, I suspect that 95% of my mental focus has been directed towards John Gay’s “The Beggar’s Opera,” which is the J-term opera at Carthage. I know
