Wednesday, 4 December 2019

Keep Christ in Christmas? Another point of view

Keep Christ in Christmas? 

All well and good I suppose, but I have a greater concern.

Keep Parson Brown OUT of Christmas.

There he stands, his icy glare marring  the beauty of the snow covered meadow.

There he stands, demanding a monopoly on December weddings. 

Keep Parson Brown OUT of Christmas.

May he melt away into the bogs of human history, never to be remembered.

Tee hee!

Tuesday, 3 December 2019

The best things in life are free.

One of the gifts of life which I accept with gratitude is our  early morning walk at Sarasota's Bayfront Park. There is so much loveliness as we hear the rocking of the yachts; feel the lovely breeze coming off the bay; and listen to the sometimes gentle, sometimes a wee bit choppy sound of the sea and of the tides; and watch the flights and dives of the pelicans.

'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free.

Zion and I were there this morning at 6:30.  'Twas a wee bit chilly by south west Florida standards (50 degrees F today), but that was all to the good, given that we moan when it is 90 degrees and humid in the summer months.

With gratitude.

The Bland and the Beautiful.

I was a guest of the Chrisman family for last week's Thanksgiving Feast.

We were Donna Chrisman, her sister Barbara, Donna's daughter Ashley,  and Jack Chrisman's second cousin Mary Evelyn.  Jack was unable to join us.

We ate at the Peridia Country Club in Bradenton, FL,

which was very nice except that when you eat out on Thanksgiving there are no leftovers -  the best part of the feast.

With that in mind I bought a small ready cooked Thanksgiving meal from the so-named "upscale"  F...h M....t at the the Sarasota/Bradenton University Town Abomination  (U.T.C.).

All set to share with my neighbours, and for leftovers for me:  thinking in particular about a turkey breast and cranberry relish sandwich.

But what a disappointment.  I encountered bland. The turkey breast was tough and dry -  made palatable only with a lashing of cranberry/orange relish (from Trader Joe's).  Even more awful was  the dressing ( I called it flavoured bread cubes); and the mashed potatoes which I swear came  from flaked or powdered origins, since the gravy could do no more than sit on top of them, and could not be absorbed.  "Wallpaper paste with gravy".

Yes indeed it was food, for which I should be grateful, but please permit me a whine given my expectations of F...h M ....t products.

Still life with mush.


But then there is beautiful. 

The gracious and caring St. Boniface Sarasota parishioner D'Arlene Llewellyn read my blog about Dundee Cake.  That inspired her to mail order this for me

Oh how good to look at, and even better to eat.  It's a delicious Fruit Cake, laden with pecans and cherries from the Collin Street Bakery in Corsicana TX.

I'll take rich Fruit Cake over bland Turkey any day!    Thank you D'Arlene.

Sunday, 1 December 2019

Your Tax Dollars at work!

It was in the late 1980's or early 1900's that I was asked to give the invocation and benediction at the G.E.  Naval Ordinance works in Pittsfield MA., on the occasion of a change in U.S. Navy Command.  The departing Navy Commander, a parishioner at St. Stephen's, Pittsfield MA.,  had asked me to do so.

The change in command ceremonies are impressive.  There is always an Officer in Command. Always.

What I did not expect is that there would be a fine aluminum sign made to reserve my parking space.

Made for my convenience, but used in all its glory for only two hours.

I was asked to take it home as a souvenir, and it is still in my possession.  It has no practical use, but maybe you might have a suggestion for its use - polite or saucy!


1.  If I have my facts straight, G.E.  sold this unit to the Martin Marietta  Company, which soon after merged with Lockheed to become Lockheed Martin.  The employees in Pittsfield did what they had always done, but within the space of a year worked for three different Corporations.

The Pittsfield unit is now owned  by General Dynamics.

2.   General Electric was at one time the major and dominant employer in  Pittsfield MA , and  in Schenectady N.Y.  

But in both cities no ever  one worked for G.E.  

People worked for the G.E. 

"Where do you work?" "at the G.E."