Monthly Archives: May 2014

“The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.”-G.K. Chesterton In the broken world in which we live war is inevitable. Man’s conscience is in a constant tug-of-war between that which is just … Continue reading →

On the Catholic Church calendar, May is devoted to Mary. It is especially appropriate, since Mother’s Day is celebrated at the beginning of the month. This was the purpose for posting my experiences in the previous two topics under the heading, … Continue reading →

In 2005 , “The Little Red Chair,” an autobiography of my life with Polio, was published. I began work on the book after taking early retirement due to the late effects of Polio, and at the urging of my mother; just prior to her … Continue reading →

The person before me rose up from a venerating genuflection and moved on; allowing me to step forward. Unlike he, crutches and two full length leg braces-the remnants of polio, denied me genuflection. Reverence would be offered, by this ten-year old, while standing with … Continue reading →

Tom stood at the service line of the volleyball court. He took a deep breath and served the ball toward the opposing court. The ball didn’t quite reach its intended target, as it fell into the net. It was an early Fall afternoon … Continue reading →