Category Archives: Being Catholic

Trying to live as if loving God, and my neighbors, matters

Arba Zeri Campbell and the Telephone

One thing I like about families — the one(s) I’m in, at any rate — are the legacies. In my dialect of English a “legacy” is generally money or property handed down from one generation to another. Legacies of that … Continue reading

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A Mural, America, Changes, and Doing Our Job

Things keep changing. That’s hardly a new idea. “Everything changes and nothing stands still” (“πάντα χωρεῖ καὶ οὐδὲν μένει”, quoted by Plato in “Cratylus” )(Heraclitus, Wikiquote) I’ll be talking about the new mural in my town’s Walmart, how this isn’t … Continue reading

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Storms, Health, a Biopsy, and Unsettling News

This week’s post is a follow-up on two posts: last week’s, when I talked about flash floods in central Texas; and another where I talked about a biopsy and storms. Briefly, the sore on my leg looked awful, but was … Continue reading

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Central Texas Flash Floods: Camps Mystic, Heart O’ the Hills

Folks living in central Texas are not having a good time. A heavy storm’s rain overloaded waterways before sunrise Friday morning. Some folks enjoying an Independence Day weekend in that region’s picture-postcard landscapes survived. Others didn’t. Folks who have been … Continue reading

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A Vacation, Rain, Comic Books, and a Waterlogged Dad

I’ll have my oldest daughter tell most of this ‘family story’. That’s partly because this is shaping up to be a distracted week. The family was on one of our rare vacations. Our third-oldest daughter was old enough to remember … Continue reading

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