Saint

Today is the feast day of Saint Pope John Paul II.

I had the experience of being in his presence in Doylestown, Pennsylvania in 1966, when the new Polish shrine to Our Lady of Czestochowa was dedicated.

It is kind of funny, in retrospect, because I would have been six years old at the time, and they say childhood memories stay with you.This is true, because I do remember seeing Cardinal Karol Wojtyla, who was probably in his early forties at the time,and remember the moment.Funny what the mind allows you to keep.The day he was elected Pope by the College of Cardinals sticks in my memory, as I remember how happy and proud my parents were.I was wrapping my mind around the fact that someone whose presence I was in was now a Pope.Talk about mind-blowing.

I also remember being home when he was in his final illness and passed away. I was with the millions who attended the Mass on television.Large banners were sprinkled through the crowd, proclaiming “Santo Subito”, which means “Saint now” in Italian.

There has been a lot going on in my life, especially the past couple of months.I usually say my morning prayers and meditate when I walk my girls in the morning.Today I recalled that it’s about time that I direct some of my prayers to him.

After all, we go way back….***wink***

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CURSE OF THE IPHONE 6

…ON ME.

Bear with me gentle reader while I recap what has happened with this iPhone. I received the new one from Verizon and it was defective.So I went to Apple to order a new phone. I mean this was their brand new phone, let them replace it, right?

Got a new phone back, and then needed a Sim card that Verizon had to order and mail to me.Then I ordered a protective glass from a company on Amazon, which arrived broken.So what else can happen?

While trying to get ready for my company today, I threw a bath mat and some dirty clothes in the washer……ALONG WITH MY iPHONE.

**sigh**

Here’s hoping the back of rice works.

Oh the weather outside is frightful

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No, thank God it is not the perfect storm, but the way the girls are shaking, you would think it is.

It started an hour and a half ago, when the storm was 18 miles west of us. Kasia started pacing, feeling it in her paws. Our power went out and we ended up going to McDonald’s’ for dinner, as you really can’t do dinner without a working stove.

We hurried back to be with Zush and Kasia-Zush who pushed me away from the computer so she could hide under my feet.Kasia is about two feet north of Zush. Totally apathetic Dad? He’s watching the Phillies and the Yankees game.

I am going to try to wrap this up and then huddle with my gals on the floors so we can calm down.

Here’s hoping.