Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
from
RICHARD NOLAN AND ROBERT PINGPANK!
December 2007 – November 2008

Within boxes, brackets, or with colored backgrounds, our reflections on the past twelve months (since December 1, 2007) are included within this annual online letter/journal as a chronological supplement to our online Soul Mates: More Than Partners. The purpose of this lengthy account is to provide further insights about one gay couple who has been together for more than fifty years – what some of their thoughts are, and how they spend their time. Trinity College (CT) our alma mater has agreed to maintain this website along with our www.philosophy-religion.org as part of the future endowed Nolan-Pingpank Fund.

DECEMBER


Step 1 – the bottom third of the Christmas tree (Dec. 2)


Step 2


Step 3


Step 4 (Dec. 14th)

As with last year’s inclusive party, we had a most enjoyable time. Pictures of the setting are in the previous year’s Christmas letter/journal. We sat with Tom and Peg L. – friends for a number of years who winter in Ft. Lauderdale. This year, too, we were among many winners of the drawings and now have a coupon for a meal at the Cheesecake Factory, one of our favorites. We chuckled as we were leaving: the Village People’s “Y.M.C.A.” was the very audible tune played by the DJ (an exit processional for us?)!


Cal Schofield and Rich were together in seminary for an academic year (1959-60) and have kept in touch over the years. He is the retired Bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of Southeast Florida.

We used our new family membership (free admission for a year) for luncheon (4th) at the Palm Beach Zoo’s restaurant. The food was very good, the weather perfect.


Hanukkah began at sundown (4th).

The Auto Show of the Palm Beaches presented by West Palm Beach’s Northwood University took place on December 6 - 9 at the Palm Beach County Convention Center. The industry’s top auto manufacturers displayed their newest products throughout more than 100,000 square feet of exhibit space.” As in previous years, Bob attended by himself and enjoyed the annual show very much (6th). Our “crossover” model was one of the featured cars.


convention center

With our prize from the Bishop’s Christmas party, we headed off to the Cheesecake Factory at CityPlace in downtown West Palm Beach and had an excellent server and food.


an internet photo of the CityPlace Cheesecake Factory

With our small camera resting on our table,
we snapped a picture of a small section of the uniquely decorated restaurant.

The noontime St. Andrew’s Christmas luncheon (8th) was held at the Atlantis Country Club. The well attended turkey dinner for adults and chicken strips for children were very good! We chose to sit at the table next to the doorway. We were delighted to have partners Tommy G. and Patrick M. at the table with four very bright, well-mannered children from grades 3 to 10, one of which was a grandchild of Patrick’s. We quietly withdrew when the communal singing started.


a limited view of the room from our table


Appetizer - Spinach Penne with Shitake Mushrooms
Main Course - Duckling with Peach Served with festival rice, glazed butternut squash, and spinach
Dessert - Grand Marnier Soufflé
with Chocolate sauce and Chantilly crème


Table 8 – where we sat in subdued lighting among good conversationalists, including the florist who supplied the event’s centerpieces of live, golden orchids!

(Photos are deliberately without flash.)

It is very difficult to take pictures inside the Club Colette without a wide-angle lens and flash. To the left are doors to the dining room from the covered patio/entrance, and to the right several more tables. Even further to the left is an area with more tables and a service bar. Although a flash bulb went off now and then – probably from the two professional photographers on hand, we felt that in this legendary setting it would be a bit shabby for a guest to snap too many pictures. Perhaps we are too reserved. [The New York Times has referred to the place as “Palm Beach's hottest, most-prestigious, fine-dining club” (May 11, 1997)] We certainly know that we could not afford either the annual membership fee or dining costs!


Colette Club picture in “The Insider” of The Palm Beach Daily News (Dec. 19th)


In contrast to the elegance of the night before, at home we lunched with (gourmet) franks and (ordinary B&M) beans aided by our new, stylish ketchup dispenser (manufactured for fast food eateries). Rich had become impatient with the frequent replacement of the more customary home ketchup containers. For him, function is always more important than form – consistent with his contempt for fashion.

During December we were inundated with pleas for contributions and participation in various efforts, so much so that the shredder and delete button were used more than usual! We make our annual contributions during January and February, and that should be it. We participate in other ways as we are able throughout the year. Furthermore, some organizations have the nerve to ask us to increase the amount of our gifts; absolutely not – and there is a good chance that we will cancel our contributions to such aggressive boors.

Palm Beach Post (14th): “Open forum on beliefs and ethics, 6:30-7:30 p.m. Saturday, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. Leader: the Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan. The forum will be preceded at 6 p.m. by a service of evening prayer with Holy Communion.”

The dozen remaining for the forum (15th) after the service provided, as usual, a spirited collegial discussion on evolving notions of God, women, and morality within the Bible and afterwards as well as the psychological needs of fundamentalists for absolute certainty (i.e., for Godlike knowledge prohibited in Genesis) – even though they are selective in their choices of biblical verses (depending on the topic at any given time). We were in agreement that religious education at all levels is in an extremely poor state of affairs – and has been for years!


dining area table with New England greenery from L. L. Bean!

We were delighted to welcome Ben M. for Sunday luncheon (16th) and some catching up. A second year Ph.D. student in cognitive science at the University of California in Irvine, he was visiting the Lake Worth region for a few days on his way for Christmas holidays with his Connecticut parents. We keep in touch via email, but conversation over a meal is much better. Rich noted again with Bob that Ben was the most brilliant student he ever had; we met while he was a student at Palm Beach Community College.

We enjoyed a lovely luncheon (18th) at Margot’s home in the midst of a wonderful conversation with distinguished, international educator/administrator/professor Fred C., a 2007 widower at age 72. With dignified wisdom, he conveyed that individuals who are not dependently confined within any of the customary “boxes” (all “small worlds” - such as intellectual, religious, political, communal, economic, family, institutional/organizational, recreational, etc.) are actually able to experience a vast personal freedom in terms of a far more universal outlook. A price for this wide-ranging freedom, however, may involve a sense of loneliness, perhaps of being an outsider, along with degrees of segregation from the multitude of folks who choose to experience camaraderie only among those who share their “box(es).” Conventional individuals morbidly dependent upon their boxes, whether by choice or upbringing, lead diminished, somewhat enslaved, lives – even if they do not realize it.

Fred, a literature Ph.D., is writing a book about the calendar year that involved his beloved wife’s terminal illness and his own experiences/feelings following her death. We eagerly look forward to its completion. One of Rich’s major concerns, perhaps too much so (as he readily admits), is how one copes with the loss of one’s partner – free from superficial religious jargon [e.g., “It’s God’s will.” “(S)he’s in a better place.” “(S)he has gone home.”] and psychobabble [e.g., “Time cures all.” “You’ll eventually find closure.”]

During our return (19th) from lunch at the Wellington Mall’s “TooJay’s” we passed an accident on Forest Hill Blvd., the east-west road immediately outside River Bridge. Not in the picture were several police cars and a fire engine. The dented vehicle on the right was a car like ours; the upside down car was a sedan. Regrettably, in “Season” the County’s traffic is markedly increased, and accidents are plentiful.

Just the day before, the Palm Beach Post’s website had asked for readers’ comments on whether they are considering leaving Florida. Many hoping to leave cited the overdevelopment, political corruption, general and street crime, escalating property taxes, and so on. We are not considering a move elsewhere, but Rich added his 10¢ worth:

“We've been here (from CT) for 12 years. We are 70, have had fine medical care, and generally appreciate the weather; we love our home and neighborhood. However, the quality of the overall culture is fifty years behind the Northeast. Build a dozen more Kravis Centers and museums in Palm Beach County, and it wouldn't be enough to improve the cultural ethos significantly. Moreover, the religious establishments provide uninformed ‘peasant religion’ plus some musical entertainment. A pioneering intellectual life in the arts and sciences seems all but dead. Take away the weather, and there is little that is inviting.”

Afterwards a Palm Beach Post editorial appeared. (Monday, December 24, 2007)

When you consider what Florida has gone through in the past three years, the news may not be that 20 percent of us are considering a move out of the state. The news may be that only 20 percent of us are considering a move out of the state.

That was the figure from Leadership Florida's Sunshine State poll, the results of which came out last week. The 20 percent number made headlines, but was it that surprising? In 2004 and 2005, eight hurricanes hit the state. In 2006, the housing bubble burst. In the mail that summer came higher insurance bills from the storms and higher tax bills from the inflated values of the housing boom. Throw in the continued real estate slump, and this year's higher gas and health-care prices that have been bugging all Americans, and 20 percent could seem low.

In fact, some numbers haven't budged. In 2006, 62 percent of respondents said they would tell a friend or relative to move here, and 33 percent said they wouldn't. The totals were the same in the 2007 poll. While a few more people this year saw their community as getting worse, a higher percentage than in 2006 believe that their own neighborhood will get better.
Still, the leaks in optimism are showing. In 2006, 36 percent of respondents thought that the state would be a worse place to live in five years. This year, it was 43 percent. Not only has Florida's growth been slowing, the kind of growth may be changing, as reflected in the declining school enrollment.

Crime is more of an issue, but cost remains the main reason for most of the concern. A reasonably healthy real estate market and more realistic home prices will help, but government can't do much there. For the Legislature, the poll reveals the continuing need for progress on property insurance and tax reform, not just tax relief. Almost 100 percent of Floridians would agree.

Rich appreciated an exploration (via e-mail) of his being on hand for a coming June 50th anniversary celebration of Trinity College’s Religion Department – currently in the thinking/planning stage. Additionally, a request for his assistance as a “trainer” for one of the diocesan “Safe Guarding God's Children” (workshops required for laypeople who volunteer among youth in church work) was welcome – although he would not feel qualified to take that on. In any case, he declined both possibilities, because of health limitations.

While having our haircuts (20th), Bob received a cell phone call that the interior painting will definitely begin on January 21st – with the coordinating decorator on hand every day to ensure a timely and excellent job. Fingers crossed! Afterwards we lunched at the Olive Garden, where we were pleased to see a tasteful, celebratory Hanukkah “shrine” for the holiday season!

Trish’s mother died (20th) well into her 90s. At any time, the death of a parent is unique, and when it happens during the Christmas season, it can carry exceptional grief.

Compass included this announcement on its website calendar – for which we are most appreciative:

“COPING WITH AND CELEBRATING THE HOLIDAY SEASON”
When Sat, Dec 22
Where 100 North Palmway, Lake Worth
Description Saturday, December 22, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 North Palmway, Lake Worth 6 to 6:45 P.M. Evening Prayer and The Lord’s Supper (with familiar, cheerful Advent music) Canon Richard T. Nolan, Celebrant of the Lord’s Supper and preacher “COPING WITH AND CELEBRATING THE HOLIDAY SEASON” (annual sermon – revised) Margot Emery, Officiant for the Evening Prayer Liturgy All are truly welcome. For additional information, please call the church at 582-6609. comfortable attire; parking in the bank lot across the street Some also gather afterwards at a neighboring restaurant or deli for a light supper and fellowship.

Unfortunately Margot was not able to share in the leadership of the Service, because of a fall and badly broken wrist that required surgery. Her spirited participation was missed at the Service – which was decently attended.

For a few days Bob had been experiencing a painful, left knee that was particularly uncomfortable Sunday (23rd) morning. At this point in life, one wonders whether such hurts are the beginnings of something grim or whether it will be a passing senior discomfort.

Sunday morning (23rd) at 9:30 we drove for a bit over a half hour to Boca Raton’s Omaha Steaks store, its next door neighbor David’s (a classical New York style) Jewish deli, and in the same, small shopping center a bagel, etc. bakery – all three open at 10 a.m. (Bob bought six onion bagels, which left only three remaining!) Upon arriving home, we refilled the refrigerator freezer along with the small garage freezer. Next trip there might be in June!


Tenno was sound asleep (24th) when Rich first arrived in the kitchen-family room area about 6:30 a.m. He loves his “den” beneath the card table that supports the dogs’ Christmas tree. Even after two camera flashes, he remained still, so much so that Rich was a bit concerned. Comes was already up and around, and usually Tenno is, too, soon after 6 each morning. Before long, however, he was awake – tail wagging vigorously!

During the day of Christmas Eve Rich spent a short time at Publix and the Fresh Market; we needed just a few odds and ends. Shoppers looked so frazzled! Additionally, Stephen and Conrad’s visit dovetailed with Ann and Jo’s, but spaced enough for us to exchange gifts appropriately. In the late afternoon another older neighborhood couple stopped in to chat and see the tree. A very light supper and a quiet Eve with a Netflix DVD concluded the day. (Christmas Eve Services are out of the question; early evening is the nursery-like kiddy event, and the midnight liturgy is just too late.)

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel .....


entryway to the house – living room tree at the far end

We had planned to go to the Christmas Day 10 a.m. service at St. Andrew’s, but supper had been too light, and Rich’s rare, too heavy, late night snack resulted in feeling just so-so in the morning - although it moderated by about 10:30. Instead we celebrated Christmas liturgically at our dining area table. Our order of worship, adapted from the Prayer Book, was printed and ready for us at our places before lunch. The blue pottery chalice (a gift from Dorothy) and paten are from Canterbury, England. There is a unique quality at hand when we “break bread” and share the “laying-on-of-hands” together at home – especially on Christmas Day.

Afterwards we opened gifts from family and friends and were touched by the thoughtfulness that went into their selections. We do not normally exchange gifts with each other, because we do that quite spontaneously throughout the year.


dining area table set for our Christmas Eucharist


Our luncheon (in the kitchen nook), except for the sweet potato soufflé from David’s deli in Boca and the wonderfully named Aunt Nellie’s jarred onions, consisted of warmed up Fresh Market Thanksgiving leftovers: stuffing, turkey, and gravy. The Thanksgiving cranberry relish/sauce was still fine, too. As well, while we prepared the meal, we helped ourselves to eggnog and our own onion dip with crackers. Sorry to say that Bob was greeted with a messy refrigerator spill (guess who was responsible!) and tended to that, as well. (The beverage glasses are from Rich’s childhood.)

By afternoon the weather was exceptional – in the mid 70s and quite dry. We opened the house for the day and evening. While Rich napped, Alec W. called from CT; he brought Bob up to date. A quiet evening with a light supper and then - at the movies; “The Postman” was exceptional – despite critics’ negativity toward it in the late 90s.

We choose to experience Christmas Eve and Day much as any other, but with a simple focus on its special meaning. When virtually every day (at this time) is one of leisure and overall happiness, why would we need to hype Christmas frantically, when, with calm simplicity, it proclaims the symbolic birthday of Jesus, the Exemplar Lord and Christ who embodied the Creator’s purposes for humanity?


on the east side of our home – another day with the house opened

WE WON THE FLORIDA LOTTERY (29th) - for five dollars!

For the first time in decades we went out New Year’s Eve, and as we intended, left for home about 10:30. From our table and a porch area we celebrated the New Year with friends from Compass – which is always pleasant. However, we did not anticipate the incredibly loud volume of the music that bordered on hurting our ears. Well before midnight we slept – the way we have brought in the New Year for many years.

JANUARY

On the 2nd we awoke to a breezy upper 40s, and throughout the day it felt quite cold; in the 50s, it would have felt balmy in Connecticut during January! Bob walked the dogs as usual, but dressed more warmly than the day before.


from Bob’s family before he was born

family room village (dating to Bob’s family before he was born) and train (added after we moved into our current home) beneath the tree (also from Bob’s family sometime in the 1960s)

Subsequently Bob started to repack some of the Christmas decorations, but accompanied by a bit of shared sadness. So many of our tree ornaments, the crèche, and other festive items date back to our childhood (1930s/40s) homes (and earlier: pre-1937) right through the present. We have recollections about so many of their origins, particular symbolism for us, and uses that, more than at any other time of the year, we are surrounded by treasured icons of our past and present.

The bottom two-thirds of the tree is carefully stored for another year in a garage corner.
(There is nothing in the red gasoline container!)

At 5 a.m. (3rd) – regional NBC-TV website
Right Now

36° Partly cloudy
21 mph
Winds NNW
Feels Like: 25°F
West Palm Beach FL

We ventured out (3rd) in the arctic winds of Southeast Florida for luncheon at Dorothy A.’s home (a 20 minute drive) in Boynton Beach. A much overdue reunion with Marcia and Lou K. was most pleasant. Unfortunately the incandescent light bulbs in the ceiling chandelier prevented a genuine coloring of the picture below.

The next day was warmer, and we journeyed to Pompano Beach (about an hour’s drive) for our annual luncheon with Eva and Wolfgang H. at the Sea Watch Restaurant, an event we always look forward to. A young woman entering the restaurant as we were leaving kindly offered to take the picture.


Driving home on the Florida Turnpike from Pompano Beach, Rich snapped this picture while Bob kept a highway pace.


During daily walks, Bob often meets little Jasmine, a Japanese Chin (also known as a Japanese Spaniel), who loves Tenno and Comes – and Bob! Jasmine is an enthusiastic kisser!
- photo by Bob

Arriving at the Wellington Mall for lunch armed with a discount coupon, we were disappointed to learn that this Earl of Sandwich restaurant was temporary closed for a transition to new management. Across the walkway was a California Pizza Kitchen, so we made do with that; the menu there was not our type of food. (Rich cannot eat pizza anymore, although he loves it!) An “all right” spaghetti lunch, but nothing for us to return for.


Epiphany Flag

On Sunday (6th) the house was opened up again; cool but comfortable breezes by noon.

 

Sunday, January 6, 2008
excerpted from: JEFFERTS SCHORI PLAYS THE ENGLAND CARD
Presiding Bishop Jefferts Schori defended her ministry.
“He is certainly not alone in being a gay bishop, he’s certainly not alone in being a gay partnered bishop,” she said. “He is alone in being the only gay partnered bishop who’s open about that status.”
She said other Anglican churches also have gay bishops in committed partnerships and should be open about it.
“There’s certainly a double standard,” she told BBC Radio 4’s PM programme.

In support of the Presiding Bishop -

Canon Richard T. Nolan says:

January 6, 2008, at 3:26 pm

And then there are those of us non-bishops! Am 70, a canon/priest in the Episcopal Church ordained in 1963, partnered (non-celibate) since 1955, totally “out” together in our retirement region (West Palm Beach), my partner listed (also for many years) in the official “Episcopal Clerical Directory”, out via www.nolan-pingpank.com, and our 50 years together publicly blessed in 2005 at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine, NYC. Am in good standing in my diocese (CT) and licensed in the Diocese of Southeast Florida. I continue to serve a parish (St. Andrew’s, Lake Worth) as “retired priest-in-residence.” Never have I had an official word of disapproval! Wonderful to serve as a non-bishop, and am bemused at only bishops being targeted in much of this international flap; aren’t they and we non-bishops equally obligated to live gracefully within the “Summary of the Law”?

 

AMICI
cordially invites you to inaugurate
"SUNDAY TEA ALLA TERRAZA"
in honor of
CAP
COMPREHENSIVE AIDS PROGRAM
OF PALM BEACH COUNTY
Sunday afternoon, January 6th
at five o'clock
375 South County
Palm Beach
$20 donation at the door includes your first drink
A portion of the proceeds will benefit CAP

At 5 we arrived at AMICI and had a great time chatting. Given the $20, donation Rich had the most expensive  ever!

Amici Restaurant – porch/terrace where "SUNDAY TEA ALLA TERRAZA" was held.
photo by Rich


Amici Restaurant – on the restaurant’s left side of the exterior picture above

Tenno was looking so adorable (7th) as he napped in one of his favorite places that Rich quietly picked up a camera and, without flash, snapped a couple of photos. Comes noticed what was happening and walked over to the scene to be included!!!!! Mind-boggling!

On Thursday (10th) we enjoyed a luncheon conversation with Leo B., Tabor Academy ’55 classmate, at Testa’s in Palm Beach.
photo by Bob

A sentimental, symbolic treasure reluctantly went out to the trash (11th)! Bob’s oldest suitcase, a gift from his parents, had accompanied us to New York City, California, London, many trips between Connecticut and Florida, Fire Island, and elsewhere during the last half century! Before the trash truck came along, however, the suitcase disappeared – probably in the hands of one of the many grounds men sculpting the neighborhood lawns for the weekend. May the new owner’s travels be joyous!

In perfect weather (11th) we headed out to Legal Sea Foods in CityPlace for lunch on the terrace with Ray H. It was in the mid-70s with relatively dry air, a day that we Florida immigrants live for weather-wise! Very strange, though: while eating, Rich felt an oddity, like a flap of skin, on his tongue, about 1 ½” in. Bob checked it, and it was a surface slice that was bleeding. He had no pain whatsoever; later in the day we wondered if it could have been a small shell in the clam chowder. During the afternoon he emailed Ray, “I've figured out! I've been anointed with a new expression of the stigmata.” For the sake of modesty, he proposed, it showed on his tongue. [The email was tongue-in-cheek, of course!] All cleared up the next week.

Out for lunch again (12th) at Wellington’s Olive Garden – not more than a 15-minute drive. In the evening Bob went to church and Integrity – with about 60 gathered for the Service and Integrity potluck supper. Picture below (Bob seated, rector Paul Rasmus speaking.) Afterwards Bob dropped by a reception held nearby for Joseph A., a Compass staff member who is leaving for a post with the County.


photo by John Robuck

Excellent service! “The Window Doctor” (Lake Park) had a representative in our area when we telephoned the previous week, and he arrived on schedule to inspect our sliding glass doors onto the rear porch. After a dozen years, they needed some wheel repairs and lubrication. The next week he did the work as planned (16th) – not cheaply, but expertly. A fine company!

Another of Rich’s teachers died.

R. Lansing Hicks, professor emeritus of Old Testament at Yale Divinity School, dies at 86
January 17, 2008

 

The Rev. R. Lansing Hicks, professor emeritus of Old Testament and former associate dean of academic affairs at Yale Divinity School (YDS), died January 14 in Hamden, Connecticut, after a long illness. He was 86.

Services will be held at Trinity Church on the New Haven Green on Saturday, January 19, at 11 a.m. Plans are also underway for a memorial service at the Divinity School at a later date.

Hicks joined the faculty of YDS in 1971, following the affiliation between YDS and Berkeley Divinity School (BDS), and retired in 1990. He had been appointed to the BDS faculty in 1958.

As a biblical scholar, Hicks’ interests were primarily in the Christian use of the Old Testament in its relation to the New Testament. In 1968, he delivered The Winslow Lectures at Seabury-Western Theological Seminary in Evanston, Illinois, published in monograph form as “Forms of Christ in the Old Testament: The Problem of The Christological Unity of the Bible.” He also published articles in the Anglican Theological Review, the Journal of Bible and Religion, The Oxford Annotated Bible, and The Interpreter’s Dictionary of the Bible.

At times, Hicks was the only member of the YDS faculty with enough archeological field experience to teach an Old Testament archeology course. During the summer of 1976 he was visiting archeologist for excavations at Tell Dan, and in summer 1966 he was field supervisor in the excavations at et-Tell. In May 1962, he worked on excavations at Tell er-Rumeith.

Hicks earned a B.A. in 1942 from Wake Forest University, where he was elected to Phi Beta Kappa, then a B.D. from the School of Theology at the University of the South in 1945. He did postgraduate study in 1948-49 at the University of Basel and earned his Th.D. in 1954 from Union Theological Seminary in New York. He was awarded an honorary D.D. in 1990 by Virginia Theological Seminary.

Born September 20, 1921 in Raleigh, North Carolina, Hicks was ordained in the Episcopal Church in 1945. He served Grace Episcopal Church in Weldon, North Carolina, and the Church of the Epiphany in New York City before joining the University of the South in 1949. In 1952, he was among a group of faculty at the University of the South in Sewanee, Tennessee, who resigned their positions to protest the school’s reluctance to desegregate. Hicks and the others had written a widely publicized letter calling the school’s position “untenable in the light of Christian ethics and of the teaching of the Anglican Communion.”
Hicks is survived by his wife, Helen, and three children: Katherine, Peter and Robert.

 

 

The Marriott in Boca Raton (about a 35-minute drive) was the evening setting (17th) for the annual New York University alumni gathering in our region. We were greeted at the door by University staff members Erin D. (whom we met last year), Paula J. (who, it turns out, recognized us via her previous position at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine), and Virginia (new to us). Shortly afterwards we ran into Alan S. (with whom we have touched base annually from University Development & Alumni Relations).

We were very pleased that psychologist Dr. Mary B. (left; Dean of the Steinhardt School of Culture, Education, and Human Development – within which Rich earned his NYU doctorate) took time to sit with us for a lovely conversation that was so affirming of our life together. (Last year she received an honorary Doctor of Humane Letters degree from St. Joseph’s University in Philadelphia.
Her outstanding bio is at http://steinhardt.nyu.edu/faculty_bios/view/Mary_Brabeck.)

 

 

We were shocked to discover – via President John Sexton’s introduction of an alumnus at our table – that the gentleman was a youthful age 93, the eldest alumnus in attendance! His proud son was clearly delighted. A statistical improbability: the very senior alumnus was asked to pick a name out of a hat for a door prize, and to Dr. Sexton’s amazement, the fellow picked his own name – and received an NYU sweatshirt.


Photo taken just as Dr. Sexton finished his informal address. The filled room was much larger that this picture is able to show. (incandescent ceiling lights distort color)

Lunch in the car right after shopping at the Honey Baked Store (19th) – where we hadn’t visited for six or so months - was preceded by an unexpected exchange with the gentle, black, female manager. Toward the conclusion of the sale, she asked, “Are you two brothers?” Rich responded, as he signed the charge slip, “We’ve been partners for 53 years!” “Wonderful! God bless you!” She continued, “Are you a minister?” “Yes, in the Episcopal Church.” Then, concluding her warmly delivered comments: “It takes a Christian to know a Christian.” Perhaps she was the manager on duty when in the past we bought hams for our Integrity group at St. Andrew’s. We are unsure. A heartwarming moment, though.

Palm Beach Post Announcement (Friday 18th):
“Spiritual forum, about 6:45 p.m. Saturday, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. Topic: "Comparative Christianities." Led by the Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan. The forum will be preceded by a service of evening prayer at 6 p.m. Call (561) 582-6609.” Forums begin at 6:30! As it turned out, no one arrived late. Rich officiated and Bob assisted at the Service, which went well; the forum, too.

Yet, on the way home Rich wondered aloud about the future of forums he could lead, whether under his sole leadership they were becoming repetitious. Bob pointed out that like sermons, there are only so many totally new topics available to any one preacher. Soon after we arrived home (a little after 8) and were having a light supper, Rich began to experience the low-sugar (hypoglycemic) “jiggles.” He had to lie down, began to feel a bit better, and was soon asleep for the night.

On Monday (21st) the interior painting was inaugurated! Part of our agreement called for all the preparations and clean up afterwards to be undertaken by the decorator’s staff. We were responsible only for taking care of the breakable knick-knacks.

as if the house had been vandalized or suffered a storm!

Mid-morning Rich took Dr. Cherbonnier’s 360+ page doctoral dissertation and another document to the Palm Beach Copy Service Co. – about 25 minutes away. Rich was astounded by the extraordinary courtesy, efficiency (10 minutes!), and reasonable cost of converting both items to PDF files. The 20-year old company is set up for many kinds of technical tasks. Both files have been added to the Cherbonnier subsite of www.philosophy-religion.org.

Rich received word of the death of Milan A. Heath, Jr., 71, a Tabor Academy classmate.

On Wednesday (23rd) about 2 a.m. there was a repeat of September’s 21st:

The September 2007 account: “On Friday (21st), a repeat performance (beginning about 11:30 a.m.) of Rich's November 4th, 2006, agonizing abdominal pain set in. There were four such incidents in 2006, the May event requiring a 911 hospitalization – the second time for this problem. With our discovered home remedy (utilizing a generous dose of a prescribed painkiller), it is brought to a tolerable level, but lasts for about three or four very painful hours. It takes a few days of puzzling fatigue to recover completely. No trigger that we are sure of. No medical verdict last year after May's (2006) extensive testing while hospitalized. Unfortunately, some nausea and chills accompanied the concluding moments, and the rest of the Friday afternoon was truly wiped out with exhaustion. By 8 p.m. we were able to watch a DVD for a while. In fact, this one such event so far in 2007 is actually an improvement over last year's four. Effects of the attack lingered through mid-morning Tuesday and sporadically during the next day. We wish we understood the physiology of these episodes – but not enough to ask for more testing! Life goes on!”

We had forgotten how long the aftereffects (“puzzling fatigue”) linger. Saturday’s Service went all right – with a detectable weakness in Rich’s voice. But he awoke Sunday morning (27th) back to normal.

Luncheon and conversation (27th) with Trish at Legal Sea Foods was, as always, a get-together of friends. With her mother’s recent death, she is now the family’s principal grandmother – a matriarch of sorts!

A cool, beautiful day (28th)! The first Social Security payment of the new year has arrived. TurboTax efforts continue. The family room-kitchen area painting was completed last Friday, and all “wall art” has been returned to their places. Bob received an excellent report from the prostate doctor! To top off the day, Vance O., now a Mexico resident, was in the area for a short time, and we were delighted to visit for an early supper and to catch up on his new Mexican life. Quite a change for a man born and raised in Alabama!

At 3 a.m. (30th) a very loud, happily sounding bird ♫ seemed to be right outside Rich’s bedroom window! A bit early (!), but a pleasant start to the day. The soloist continued for quite a while. We wonder what kind of bird it was.

Arriving for luncheon were John B. (Head of School) and a staff assistant Debra C. from Watkinson School, Hartford. We enjoyed catching up with the school’s recent history, renewing our association with John, and meeting Debra. Rich lived and taught there during the 1960-62 school years.


photo by Bob

A TEENAGER IN OUR HOME!


The 30th was Tenno’s 13th birthday!
photo by Bob

The month closed on a beautiful, temperate day – with the house wide open to comfortable, dry breezes sailing through. With the paint job about two-thirds completed, the disruptions of our normal living continued – but certainly this is inevitable when one’s surroundings are undergoing such a renewal. The majority of the world’s population would welcome the circumstances and opportunity for such an annoyance! (Always closing each month is the direct deposit of our pension payments! )

FEBRUARY

The night visiting, singing bird with a canary-like warble, continued to call on us – with an occasional holiday. In vain we quietly hunted around the west roof areas and bushes, but he either flew away temporarily or was absolutely still when we arrived. At first the bedroom was unusable for sleeping during his concerts. Fortunately, our eastside master suite is an easy alternative. Additionally, as a “remedy,” Bob plugged our head phones into Rich’s bedside sound machine; that took care of the recitals in the west bedroom!

Besides, we could not get angry, because any inconvenience to us was minimal – and his songs were just beautiful.

an internet photo

We discovered that he is a Northern Mockingbird (the "American nightingale") “which is known for its long, complex songs that include imitations of many other birds. It is a common bird of hedgerows and suburbs, and has been slowly expanding its range northward. The Northern Mockingbird is a loud and persistent singer. It sings all through the day, and often into the night. Most nocturnal singers are unmated males, which sing more than mated males during the day too. Nighttime singing is more common during the full moon. In well-lit areas around people, even mated males may sing at night. A Northern Mockingbird continues to add new sounds to its song repertoire throughout its life.

“The Northern Mockingbird typically sings throughout most of the year, from February through August, and again from September to early November. A male may have two distinct repertoires of songs: one for spring and another for fall. One study found only a one percent overlap in song types used in spring and fall. ... Resident from southern Canada southward to southern Mexico and the Caribbean. Habitat: found in areas with open ground and shrubby vegetation, such as in parkland, cultivated land, and suburbs.” from the Cornell Lab of Ornithology’s “All About Birds”

 

We had not seen Rich’s cousin Steve Leishman (now retired, 66, residing in Wilmington, DE) since Nana Leishman’s 1985 funeral, just about twenty-two years ago. Steve is “#3” chronologically among the 26 first cousins (sons and daughters of Nana Leishman’s eight children, Rich’s mother having been the eldest); Rich is the oldest of the 26. There is an equal number, or perhaps more, great grandchildren, and by now great-great grand children.

In recent years Rich and Steve have kept in touch via email. He arrived (2nd) after taking his wife Janet and her friend to the Ft. Lauderdale airport – near the friend’s time-share condo where they had been vacationing for a week. Steve is retired from two full careers in the U.S. Air Force and The Boeing Company (Aircraft). He is very active in The Delaware Society, Sons of the American Revolution.

On Saturday and Sunday the three of us had wonderful conversations about relatives and goings-on in the Episcopal Church. Steve is a cradle Episcopalian, too, and very active in his congregation. On Sunday morning we shared a home Eucharist, a first for us to worship together other than at Nana’s Service. Steve is an avid, thorough, family genealogist; his extensive records will eventually be added to the “Rich’s Family” subsite. The whole visit was a most heartwarming reunion. (His interest in adding Bob’s name with Rich’s within the genealogical data is very much appreciated.)

 

Saturday luncheon at the Breakers

The third week of painting began Monday (4th) ! Rich finished up his taxes during the day, and after an early evening visit to Kinko’s, we mailed the packet at the post office; TurboTax is a great program we both use.

By chance (5th), in the back yard (lakeside) around lunchtime we saw a visiting Red-shouldered Hawk, which is found in wooded wetlands and swamps year-round throughout all of Florida, except the Keys. This hawk is typically a shy bird but can become tame and will occasionally nest in a suburban area. We had not seen one before.

 

Florida’s Red-shouldered Hawk (an internet photo)

Readers overwhelmingly lamented America's course over the last seven years under the stewardship of George W. Bush. One said, "It is sad to find out just how much damage has been done to our prestige, our military forces and the financial resources of our country." Another added, "Of course the Democrats have proved to be no better, allowing the administration to make a mockery of the Constitution and loot our national treasury. Their lack of guts makes them complicit in letting Bush wreck our country." [Newsweek, 2/11 issue] A “RIGHT ON” from us! (2/5/08)

The day after “Super Tuesday” (6th): It appeared that we will be delivered from religious zealotry, given the likely McCain or Clinton or Obama White House! Too, all three seem not to be perilously mentally ill, as the incumbent may indeed be. At the moment Bob is o.k. with Clinton or Obama; Rich favors Obama, but could welcome Clinton with a little enthusiasm. We could just tolerate McCain, whose running mate may well have to take over at some point, given his age. (Of course, Huckabee as McCain’s running mate would invalidate any inclination to stomach McCain.) He is a year older than we are, and among senior citizens sudden health issues can intrude - as we well know. We are puzzled by his apparent inability to retire gracefully: an exaggerated sense of self-importance? addicted to work?

Rich was looking through some Diocese of Connecticut items linked to its clergy newsletter, in particular the “Discernment Guide: For Parish Discernment Groups In The Episcopal Diocese Of Connecticut” (2007). Both of us were delighted to read these words (on page 5):

A Word to Spouses and Partners: The journey to ordination is one that is filled with the blessings of personal growth, new friendships, learnings, the movement of the Spirit, and so much more. It can also seem like a long road, at times, with many expectations, new challenges, and deadlines to be met. We believe that the primary commitment of Nominees who are married or partnered is to their family. We encourage couples to take care of their relationships.

For this reason we believe that from the very beginning, questions to and between both partners about present and anticipated challenges, and about how they deal with tough questions together, are not only appropriate, but essential.

First, it is wonderful that these words are addressed to both spouses and partners! Second, in the past so many people ordained, or seeking ordination, clearly put their ordained ministry first and their families a distant second – which usually affected their entire lives adversely.

Rich received word from Oxford University Press that the 9th edition of Living Issues In Philosophy (1995) has gone into its 14th printing! Copies of this printing have been placed in Bob and Rich’s bookcases.


The Christmas Cactus bloomed attractively this season.

We were very disappointed in the Boston Latin School alumni luncheon (9th) at Palm Beach’s Café Boulud. Because of a family death, the new Head Master was unable to be on hand, but the real dissatisfaction set in for a different reason. An alumni association spokesman, also an alumnus, droned on and on – followed by another almost as bad. Why is it that presenters who are not good speakers/preachers babble on endlessly?! Only truly gifted speakers (such as President John Sexton of New York University) should take more than ten minutes to deliver their addresses. The rest of us should face our limitations and say what we have to in a well-organized, succinct speech – or sermon.

Yet, the meal was excellent and our table of ten fascinating. On Bob’s right was an about-to-be 94 year-old alumnus from the Class of 1931. On Rich’s left a slightly younger alumnus at 89, a retired Boston lawyer, was with his wife of 14 years; he had been a widower at one point. In fact, other than three of us in our early 70s plus the convener in his late 50s, the men at our table had graduated from Boston Latin before we were born! [The Menu: “Roasted Natural Chicken, Super Green Spinach, Pearl Onion, Button Mushrooms, Natural Jus; Warm Upside Down Chocolate Soufflé, Pistachio Ice Cream”]

As the second speaker spoke off the cuff, we decided to leave as soon as he concluded. But a loyal, very wealthy, contributing alumnus and his wife-to-be-on-Monday did not wait and walked hurriedly from the room. A bit less speedily, we followed their lead. Outside, they vented, as did we, about the unreasonably dragged out gathering – which was far worse than preceding years. Perhaps the convener got the point and adjourned, for almost instantly others poured out.

Each year Rich has been tempted to lodge a constructive complaint; the attendance has dropped from about 100 to this luncheon’s 35! However, if they truly wanted feedback over these declining years, they would have easily asked for it via an e-mail form or the like. Too, at only $50 a head, the event probably ran a deficit, unless someone(s) is picking up the tab anonymously. We seriously doubt that we will attend next year.

 

The pleasant, private dining room at Café Boulud; the coloring results from the skylight and lamp shades. We arrived five minutes before the announced noon hour, but the room was empty; therefore the above photo. Apparently others had gathered in the outdoor area; as far as we could tell, a check-in desk for the event had not been set up.


taken from our Testa’s table

We arrived at Testa’s somewhat before 11:30 (10th), and at noon there was a waiting line; excellent food and service, as usual.

In the evening we enjoyed a St. Andrew’s pot luck supper at Tommy G. and Patrick M.’s home. The event celebrated the outgoing and incoming vestry members. Unfortunately, the pictures we took were lost when it was necessary to copy our back-up the next day, because of a major computer malfunction.

Monday (the 11th) was Dr. Cherbonnier’s 90th birthday! We exchanged warm greetings on this milestone. He and Phyllis are currently in their London home. Please do visit the Cherbonnier subsite within www.philosophy-religion.org.

Several inches of welcome rain (in audible, stormy conditions with tornado watches) arrived overnight (12th). The dogs, especially Comes, were quite upset – resulting in his wetting the dogs’ floor pillow and adjacent rug area. We were up and about around 2 a.m. – with Bob replacing the pillow cover and using one of our Bissells to clean sections of the rug.


At noon on a breezy Valentine’s Day the temperature was only in the mid-60s!

A Trinity College evening, alumni get-together for about a hundred was held (14th) at a Palm Beach alumni (both husband and wife) home. Ample hors d’oeuvres were served during the comfortably cool evening. We had the opportunity to chat for a while with fellow graduates (apparently none present from our class) and President James Jones and Vice-President Ron Joyce. Jimmy (as he prefers to be called) introduced us to a young, married couple, both from the Class of 2005; they were to leave the next day for an orientation program at General Seminary in New York City. We plan to welcome them to lunch in the near future.


Trinity College alumni gathering shortly before adjournment

Palm Beach Post (15th): Spiritual forum: "Reincarnation, Immortality, Resurrection or Oblivion? What They Are and Which, if Any, Is/Are Credible?" 6:30-7:30 p.m. Saturday, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. Leader: The Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan. The forum will be preceded at 6 p.m. by a service of evening prayer with Communion from the reserved sacrament and the optional laying-on-of-hands. Call (561) 582-6609. [Afterword: perhaps due to Lent (which we tend to ignore) the attendance at the Service was 34, which is higher than normal and included several people we did not recognize; the spirited forum attracted about 16, mostly familiar faces.]

By Friday noon (15th) the 4-week interior painting work was completed – an excellent job. Nonetheless, at times it felt as if a stranger had dropped by for breakfast a month ago and then remained indefinitely! As agreed, he put back all household items (including wall hangings). The decorator had estimated 6 to 8 working days, but that was way off.

As we headed out for lunch (16th) at the Olive Garden, we stopped at our convenient vet’s facility to pick up a refilled prescription for the dogs.

Our vet is located in the adjacent River Bridge Centre five minutes from the house. The Animal Hospital occupies the entire area shown above.

Our 8 a.m. (18th) appointment with Rich’s endocrinologist was “unremarkable” – which is good! Triglycerides remain an issue, but are lower than the past several years – a hereditary problem. Rich chooses not to raise the hypo/hyperglycemic issue, because the overall quarterly reports are so encouraging. His recent podiatrist visit was good, too.

Several years ago Rich preached a sermon at the society church Bethesda-By-The-Sea (Episcopal), Palm Beach, that included the reflective question, “How can any Christian belong to an association that would not let Jesus Christ in the door?” Even after that delivery, a parishioner invited us to dine at the exclusive Everglades Club (which excludes Jews and people of color). We declined as graciously as possible, and the parishioner noted, “I thought you wouldn’t; I do remember your sermon mentioning the issue.” One wonders whether the invitation was an attempt to trap us into a hypocritical acceptance. (Perhaps he knew that many clergy have enormous status needs.) This comment relates to a Palm Beach Post report that follows.

SEXUAL ASSAULT VICTIM SUES EVERGLADES CLUB
By Susan Spencer-Wendel
Palm Beach Post Staff Writer
Wednesday, February 20, 2008

WEST PALM BEACH — A prominent civil litigator sued the Everglades Club this morning on behalf of a woman sexually assaulted there, claiming the secluded Palm Beach club provided inadequate security in failing to vet illegal alien employees and that its discrimination policies fomented an atmosphere of hostility ripe for rape.

Attorney Ted Babbitt filed suit on behalf OF Melissa Legare, a 22-year-old former kitchen employee of the club who says she awoke to a rapist atop her in her employee dorm room off Worth Avenue in April 2006. Legare identified a dishwasher, Guatemalan Esdras Cardona, as her attacker. Cardona was later convicted of the crime and sentenced to 20 years in prison.

At a press conference Wednesday morning, Babbitt said the elite Palm Beach club discriminates in both its membership polices and treatment of minority employees like Cardona.

The club does not allow blacks or Jews as members and doesn't allow women on its board of directors, he said. Additionally, the staff there segregates employees, whites in one building, Eastern Europeans in another, and "amigos" as Hispanics are known sequestered in a third, according to the lawsuit.

Dehumanizing people like that leads to hatred which then leads to violence like the rape upon Legare, Babbitt said.

"This suit will uncover what I think is a festering sore on Worth Avenue," Babbitt said. "This is a place which should not exist under its present circumstances."

Babbitt said the club has members like conservative commentator Rush Limbaugh and the family of sugar barons, the Fanjuls. But Barack Obama or Henry Kissinger, Tiger Woods or Venus Williams, would not be welcome there.

A phone message seeking comment from Everglades Club managers was not immediately returned.

Legare, present at the press conference, said she alerted management months before the crime that she caught Cardona and others peering through a window at her as she toweled off.

Legare, now a resident of Maine, then lived in an employee dormitory off Worth Avenue known as the "barracks."

That alleged peeping incident was not brought out at Cardona's sexual battery trial last summer.

Legare said Wednesday she is willing to come forward and be publicly identified as sexual assault victim in the hopes that something like this would not happen to anyone else.

susan-spencer-wendel@pbpost.com

On Thursday (21st) from Rich’s study we spotted this beautiful King Egret with a feathery tail we had not noticed before. Bob went outside and took this picture.

Notification of Rich’s IRS refund was listed on the 22nd – just 18 days after mailing in the packet; quite speedy! On the same day we concluded all work with the decorator when an excellently reupholstered chair was delivered. The maple rocking chair was a gift from Rich’s father to his mother when he was born. The rear, dog-eaten rockers remain “as is” – a reminder of what it can mean to raise young pups that chew on anything and everything! (Please visit the “Indoor Pictures” section of the “Welcome To Our Home” subsite.)

Rich was working on a new sermon with a different approach to the Gospel passage for Saturday evening (23rd), but just lacked the enthusiasm to complete it. Fortunately, one delivered three years ago in this lectionary cycle was on file, and with just a few touch-ups, it did nicely. He decided then to do the same for the coming Palm Sunday Eve and the Easter Eve services, his next Saturday sermons.

We wonder if people know, or could understand it, when a clergyman just does not want to prepare a sermon – or undertake some other responsibility. Perhaps being ordained deacon since 1963 and priest since 1965 has something to do with it. Probably after forty-five years, men and women in most patterns of vocational service are less fervent.

At this point, undoubtedly neither of us misses the classroom – where both of us earned our living! At any rate, our basic, personal religious commitments remain alive and well; it’s just that some of dimensions weigh heavily at times.

Another small factor: Rich is convinced more than ever that most of the many Anglo-Catholics and former or lapsed Roman Catholics in the congregation could care less about the sermon; they just want the “magic cookie” (Communion) while shutting out any other implications (especially challenges) of the Gospel for their lives.

At one o’clock in the morning Tenno barked persistently, so both of us investigated. As we came into view, Tenno’s tail wagged vigorously, and Comes joined the eager reception. With the outside lights on, Bob (who is more apt to see a poisonous frog or whatever) took them individually to the back yard to pee. A short visit with them followed, and then back to bed. Now and then, one of them is anxious during our sleeping hours, or perhaps needs to go out, and generally they let us know. However, now and then a pile and/or wet spot will greet us! All part of having pets.

For several nights in a row our faux canary had not performed by this point (23rd), though he and others have formed a daytime troupe! We prefer this schedule.

The following arrived (23rd) from Lambda Legal. (Miami-Dade County does not provide Domestic Partner registration and thereby access of partners to each other in hospitals.)

A Year After Death, Lesbian Fights for Justice for Partner

Lambda Legal Advocates for Washington Woman Denied Visitation with Dying Partner in Florida Hospital.

(Miami, Florida, February 21, 2008) — “There is nothing that can make up for what my children and I endured that day,” said Lambda Legal client Janice Langbehn about the way she was treated on the day her partner, Lisa Pond, died. “We only want the hospital to take responsibility for how they treated us and ensure that it doesn’t happen to another family.”

On the one-year anniversary of Lisa Pond’s death, Lambda Legal announces its intent to file a lawsuit on behalf of Pond’s same-sex partner and family.

A year ago Janice Langbehn’s partner of nearly 18 years was pronounced brain dead after being stricken with a brain aneurysm. While at Jackson Memorial Hospital in Miami, Florida, she was met with prejudice and apathy. Janice and her family were consistently denied visitation and didn’t see Lisa until many hours after she was admitted. Lambda Legal has officially sent a notice of intent to sue to the hospital on Janice’s behalf.

“The treatment that Janice and her children received was unethical and discriminatory,” said Beth Littrell, Staff Attorney for Lambda Legal. “This letter puts them on notice that we are advocating for justice for Janice and her children.”

While on a family cruise leaving from Miami Lisa Pond, a healthy 39 year-old, suddenly collapsed. She was rushed to Miami’s Jackson Memorial Hospital with her partner Janice and three children following close behind. There the hospital refused to accept information from Janice about her partner’s medical history. Janice was informed that she was in an antigay city and state, and she could expect to receive no information or acknowledgment as family. A doctor finally spoke with Janice telling her that there was no chance of recovery. Other than one five minute visit, which was orchestrated by a Catholic priest at Janice’s request to perform last rites, and despite the doctor’s acknowledgement that no medical reason existed to prevent visitation, neither Janice nor her children were allowed to see Lisa until nearly eight hours after their arrival. Soon after Lisa’s death, Janice tried to get her death certificate in order to get Life Insurance and Social Security benefits for their children. She was denied both by the State of Florida and the Dade County Medical Examiner.

In accordance with Florida law, Lambda Legal is waiting for the hospital to respond to the notice of intent to sue before formally filing a complaint with the court. The hospital has six months from January 14th, the date of Lambda Legal’s letter, to respond.

Beth Littrell, Staff Attorney in Lambda Legal’s Southern Regional Office in Atlanta is lead counsel on the case for Lambda Legal. She is joined by co-counsel Donald J. Hayden of Baker & McKenzie, LLP.

Bob wearing his new cross (23rd) at St. Andrew’s

On Sunday (24th) we were guests at the annual luncheon meeting of the American Civil Liberties Union’s Palm Beach County chapter. Over a hundred people, including judges, lawyers, and all sorts and conditions of men and women gathered at the Hilton to hear addresses by a distinguished judge and an American Studies professor.

The latter mentioned that in a recent national survey of U.S. history scholars of all political stripes the current Bush administration was rated as the worst in our nation’s history. We were glad to hear that message; it reassured us that our matching assessment was not just the ranting of two, cranky, old men!

In the course of events we came forward to receive the commendation and briefly express our appreciation for the acknowledgment.

nicely framed certificate of appreciation

citation in the luncheon program

Canon Richard T. Nolan and Robert C. Pingpank have served as powerful witnesses to the dignity of GLBT persons for over 50 years. They actively and publicly support the ACLU's GLBT project, fighting discrimination and shaping popular opinion through the courts, legislatures and education. As an Episcopal priest, Canon Nolan led many within the Episcopal Church USA to support the ordination of gay and lesbian clergy and the blessing of same-sex unions. Locally, he is a Founding Board Member of the Pride Chamber of Commerce of the Palm Beaches and an advisor to The Hemlock Society of Florida. In 2004, the couple completed Soulmates: More Than Partners.

Lunch (26th) at the Norton Museum Café – a better picture than our last; we were seated at the far end at 11:45. By 12:15 the room was about two-thirds occupied.

  Clear

46º F
8º C

6:45 a.m. (28th)

On a brisk, cool day the grout on the floors throughout the house were serviced and afterwards appeared brand new. Temperature in the mid-60s, we were able to air out the house all right via the rear porch’s sliding doors and warm rays of the sun.

The month ended on “Leap Year Day” – which clearly had no bearing whatsoever on us!

MARCH

We truly thought that the month would be rather uneventful and that our journal entry would be very brief. Quite the opposite – with both superb and heartbreaking occasions.

Ray H. visited for Sunday (2nd) luncheon, and we caught up over a delectable Omaha pot roast with vegetable and dessert. The three of us wondered why the Church’s leadership, perhaps as someone’s doctoral dissertation, does not conduct research about the disenchantment of many clergy and laity with the Episcopal Church and their various church-related involvements. We were not talking about those who leave the Episcopal Church in a huff for other Anglican provinces, but those loyalists who often have made significant contributions and later, without fanfare, withdrew altogether or markedly reduced their participation, discouraged for various reasons. We know of specific lay and ordained Episcopalians like that.

Stephen R. joined us for lunch (3rd) [delicious pot roast leftovers]. Rich rested for much of the early afternoon so that the Yale evening at Club Colette could go along well for us.

A Most Difficult, Saddening Experience

However, about 4 p.m. a shocked Rich discovered that Tenno (age 13; still naturally warm) had died suddenly in one of his favorite places in the family room; he summoned Bob, who was about to shower. Just a very short time earlier, Bob had taken both dogs out back to pee and then groomed them. Half-brothers, both had been having cardiac problems for a while, and Tenno apparently had a fatal heart attack. His position suggested that he had collapsed from a standing position. Nearby, we heard absolutely nothing. After telephoning the vet’s office, we bundled him in a towel and took him to Dr. Fox, who, with tender concern, confirmed his death. He has been Comes and Tenno’s doctor for all these years.

We kissed Tenno good-bye. Dr. Fox made arrangements via the Twin Oaks Pet Cemetery and Crematorium. [www.twin-oak.com/main.htm]

Naturally, at the time we were stunned, even though Tenno’s death was not entirely unexpected. Still, we have had tears out of the blue many times since. Bob was especially close to both dogs, because he has been their primary care giver.

Cardiac failure is a chief cause of death among Cavalier King Charles Spaniels, and their average life span is from 10 to 14 years. Because of Tenno and Comes’ advancing heart problems and need for routine shots, we were to be off to Dr. Fox two days later (4th). [See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cavalier_King_Charles_Spaniel]

As they aged, we had come to respect as well as love them and had often spoken of our hopes of sparing them chronic debilitating illness, pain, confusion and its side effects (e.g., fear) from medical exams, a multitude of medications, and/or invasive procedures – much as we hope for ourselves. Though we were certainly taken aback, Tenno died “peacefully,” and for that, we remain enormously grateful.

We will be paying special attention to Comes for the foreseeable future. Tenno’s absence has been very evident everyday from morning to night. A fourth of our familial household is no longer here, and the integration of our family life has been made more apparent by the void Tenno’s death has brought about.

We notified the Yale staff that we just could not be on hand for the Club Colette evening. We offered to cover whatever Colette charges to Yale were involved because of our absence. The Yale official with whom we communicated was most kindhearted and shared the recent loss of her dog.


Tenno in 1995, his birth year


on his 13th birthday – January 30, 2008

Tenno’s death is a moving reminder of death’s consequences for humans and pets, including these issues: the limitations on our control of each day – challenging to those like ourselves who are reasonably well organized; an unending, specific void in the life of survivors; raising for reflection the various ways one might arrive at one’s own death; and - in the absence of clarity – the need to put “after-death” entirely in the hands of the Creator.

One might speculate about the nature of “afterwards,” but speculation it will always be. Anyone, whether clergy or laity, claiming definitive knowledge about “afterwards” is practicing “peasant religion.”

It is unfortunate that “getting into heaven” – or the like – continues to dominate the histories of so many individuals globally. Unfortunately, those caught in lives of quiet desperation (by their poor choices or as victims of circumstances beyond their control) tend to count on someday going to a “better place” or “being called home” in lieu of creating whatever is realistically possible for them here and now.

Many a culture continues to thrive on the “better place” expectation while they fail to implement effective policies, such as effective family planning, without which humans living within negligent cultures are fated to exist in a self-inflicted, or colonially imposed, “hell on earth.”

Nonetheless, it is inevitable that we are all going to die – perhaps, some would say, destined for non-conscious, painless oblivion. This faith-based possibility makes it all the more urgent for the development of wide-ranging policies that would provide opportunities for responsible “garden living” rather than inevitable “dumpster existence.”

Bishop Gene Robinson said in a sermon: “... more and more, I am convinced that the Christian life is not about life after death -- it's about life before death. What God does for us after death, God will take care of. But what we do with life before death is up to you and me. That's the real reward of Christianity, isn't it? Not so much life after death, but life before death. It's not an accident that in our confession now, and in the absolution which follows, we don't say ‘and may God bring you to everlasting life’, but keep you in everlasting life. It gets to start now...if we are awake. If we understand that in the doing of God's will, we already participate in everlasting life.” [http://realreligiousleft.blogspot.com/2007/07/bishop-gene-robinson-preaching-about.html]

With our own hope for a continuing, personal, conscious existence after our lives here are completed, we ourselves joined in everlasting love, we both believe that one’s focus ought to be on the gift of life already provided us. Living as well as we can now as God’s guests on this planet in a Covenant Community of the love of God, neighbor, and self, we choose to accept the entailed joys and responsibilities for, challenges to, and puzzlements about such living. For us, this pilgrimage carries a mandate for both self-care and enabling care of one’s willing and deserving, genuine neighbors. To us, this seems to be the purpose of, and meaning for, all human living – with the Serenity Prayer as an illuminating guideline.

The next day (Tuesday the 4th) involved especially difficult moments with a pervading sense of loss as we time and again recalled many moments with which Tenno had routinely brightened our home. We know that tears will continue now and then, perhaps indefinitely.

Furthermore, as perhaps mentioned before, we are not going to “replace” them, as if it were possible to substitute any other dog for either Tenno or Comes, each so unique. We have had our time and season for accompanying two exquisite dogs on their life journeys, and we are all the better for it. We are not addicted to dogs, but have loved those that have come into our lives.

Quite a scare occurred around 4 p.m., twenty-four hours after Tenno’s death. As Bob guided Comes toward the sliding glass door from a visit out back, Comes collapsed and fell over. Bob gently assisted him to an upright position and yelled for Rich. As he arrived and we both tried to comfort Comes, he let out a series of howling barks that suggested fear and/or pain of some sort. We really thought that he might be joining Tenno. However, he seemed to recover quite quickly, except for a too rapid, breathing/panting for a good part of the afternoon and evening. He was clearly disconcerted – whether over his own physical discomforts, or grieving for Tenno (he had the opportunity to visit Tenno’s motionless body during the short time before our discovery), or both; we just did not know, and this limitation on our understanding of his perceptions and needs was very frustrating.

At 9 the next morning we took Comes for his scheduled visit with Dr. Fox. Concerning Tenno’s death, the staff was most solicitous and especially inquiring about us and Comes’ well-being. After a cursory exam and a consultation with Dr. Fox about the previous afternoon’s scare, we left Comes in his care for a (EKG) cardiogram.

Before we headed for the car, the staff brought out an adorable, diminutive “Comes” for us to meet – a very young black and tan Cavalier there for spaying. Delightful, enough so that we felt the need to repeat aloud our resolve that we would not be inviting new pets into our family. The affection, respect and care they so rightly deserve will no longer be on our agenda, given our age and especially Rich’s unexpected medical emergencies. The staff also gave us Tenno’s paw print they made and we were to finish by baking; additionally a lovely sympathy card arrived with all of the staff’s signatures and some personal messages.

We are very appreciative of the many words of condolence expressed by mail and e-mail.


Tenno’s paw print in the curio cabinet located in the house entryway

We human beings often overlook the reality that dogs are sentient creatures, that is, they have sense perceptions, are conscious, and have emotions. They are not like rocks or other things. Both of us have not yet considered the full implications of this factor for how some or all sentient creatures should be treated; it seems overwhelming. What our human stewardship of creation means as this major issue is considered seems to entail no less than a primary revolution in our global outlooks and practices.

Severe thunderstorms hit the region during the week (4th-6th). (Tenno would often quiver during thunder episodes and seek refuge in our laps, cuddled beside Bob’s king size bed, or on Rich’s office recliner.) Sufficient rain fell to nearly top off our lake nicely; but the Florida drought remains.

As government officials wail about dry conditions, they rarely mention the permitted over-development fueled by South Florida greed. To force conservation Palm Beach County residents were reduced to one day per week of lawn watering, and then the water utility screeched that their income had become wholly inadequate, and they would need to raise water rates!

Also during the same week, commentators nationwide lamented the financial recession and, as a result, people being forced to walk away from their now unaffordable houses, and so on. We awaited in vain for some commentator’s wisdom noting that the significant degree of the financial mess is caused by pure greed of those choosing to live well beyond their means. This cowardly silence is much like the glossing over of rampant gluttony as a major source of obesity.

At about 10 a.m. on Friday (7th) Comes had another “spell” – the same as last time, but well inside the house. When they happen, he is clearly distressed and barks/howls. He did not seem to become unconscious. We wondered, as before, whether these brief (one minute) episodes could have been brought on by emotions related to Tenno’s absence. Were they strokes? It is so bothersome when he, as did Tenno, looks right into our eyes – as if for reassurance and assistance; all we know how to do is to look back with a loving smile and gentle pats.

Coincidentally, Dr. Fox called about 10:15, and Bob brought him up to date. He told Bob that an echocardiogram would be in order the next week and that Wednesday’s EKG indicated congestive heart failure – which was no surprise. Additionally, he prescribed furosemide (a diuretic) and benazepril (a medication used to treat high blood pressure (hypertension), congestive heart failure, and chronic renal failure); both medications are prescribed for humans, too. Bob drove right to the office – only 5 minutes away from the house – for the medicines.

We knew that with these medicines Comes would probably have to pee more than usual, so we built that factor into our days. Encouragingly at one point mid-afternoon, Comes went to Bob, looked into his eyes, and then went to the rear porch’s door; he had a good pee and poop outside.

When Bob was at his computer or reading in the east bedroom and Rich was at his computer or in the west bedroom, Comes positioned himself so that he could see Bob as well as Rich whenever he would leave the west side of the house; clever!

a subdued Comes during the afternoon (7th)

As if Bob didn’t have enough on his mind, in the late afternoon (7th) Rich called out (in an ordinary voice) saying that he could use some help. Very quickly Bob arrived in the west bedroom, where Rich had just gone to lie down; he said he did not feel right, and Bob took a blood glucose reading. It had fallen to 69 – much too low for Rich and clearly indicative of hypoglycemia in progress. Some orange juice and a piece of cheese took care of it over a twenty-minute period, but then after a quick supper, Rich needed to sleep for a while. (One’s brain is affected by sugar levels.)

Comes waited for just so long and then impatiently barked at Rich’s closed bedroom door! Bob hastily guided him away, but Rich was awakened and chuckled at Comes’ new assertiveness. We both watched a DVD movie while Comes slept and guarded our east bedroom doorway!

bewildered (8th)

After that, Rich slept deeply until 5 in the morning (8th) when he heard the click-click-click of four little feet on the kitchen floor. Given the diuretic purposes of the new medications, Rich took Comes out back – rear spotlights illuminating the outside area. Sure enough, (leashed) Comes peed, returned, and went back to sleep. That awful, hacking cough from his congestive heart failure showed itself briefly.

It came to Rich that there was an eerie similarity to the years when his late mother lived here, in the sense of an unwell individual needing a great deal of care residing with us.

Toward 6 a.m. the predicted weather front with rain and some thunder began – along with a tornado watch; it was good that Comes had already been out.

a well-filled lake under post-stormy 7:30 a.m. clouds; sunny and windy by afternoon

Saturday (8th) continued with our housekeeper on hand; Bob had called her earlier in the week about Tenno’s death. She has been very fond of both dogs, and we wanted her to arrive for her weekly visit with a few days to process what had occurred. As we left for lunch, we assured her that if he had a spell (or even died) while we were out locally for lunch and errands, she need not feel at all responsible, but just to call us on the cell phone. She was fine with that and chose to continue Comes’ free run of the house as she worked. When we returned, he seemed just fine and greeted us with a wagging tail.

By 6 a.m. (9th) the temperature had fallen to 48 degrees. Daylight Savings Time had taken effect at 2; Comes had already been taken out and had gone back to sleep.


Tenno’s flag hung outside our home for several days.

Friends for many years, Nancy and Frosty P. spent a leisurely luncheon (9th) with us for our annual get together. (Frosty was Rich’s roommate at Tabor Academy during the 1954-55 school year, just months before he met Bob.) It is always a heartening visit, whether in our home or their seasonal Delray Beach residence.

We enjoyed a buffet of salads and desserts from Fresh Market and a wonderful, homemade meat loaf Ann and Jo had brought to us the night before. Our non-stop conversation covered so much – including their obvious empathy for our loss of Tenno along with much talk on the light side. Politically conservative (actually not far from us) and very modest, Frosty was an economics major at Harvard and, with Bob, agreed that a “recession” is a “recession” when the White House wants it to be; the current situation will most likely be called a recession when the next President is elected! Rich, who never studied economics, was surprised to hear that there is no universal definition of an economic “recession.” Their visit helped break through our sadness.

We take seriously and appreciatively these words of Roman Catholic theologian Fr. Richard McBrien: “The British philosopher John Stuart Mill said that our love for an institution is in proportion to our desire to reform it. Those who see no institutional problems at all in the Church may be too naïve for ministerial service – or they may be in for a rude awakening when they take up their ministerial posts. Those who resent criticisms of the Church may lack an adequate ecclesiology for effective ministry. The Church is no ordinary community, to be sure. It is the Body of Christ and the Temple of the Holy Spirit. But it is not yet the Kingdom of God. … The inevitable gap between the Kingdom promised and the Kingdom realized to date provides the space within which Church members can lovingly challenge the Church in order that it might be more faithful to its call and to its mission.” [from Richard P. McBrien, Ministry, p. 66.]

In that spirit:

A Google News item (9th) included coverage about the approaching election of an Episcopal bishop. One representative commented to delegates and others on hand about the election process, "That continues today. Your questions and answers are an integral part of how God will appoint the 14th bishop of Maryland."

For heaven’s sake! How can anyone in the 21st century believe that the Creator of the universe(s) regularly “appoints” anyone to anything! Although God might have preferences, and even provide voters with a nudge in the right direction, the Lord of All is neither a control-freak nor an employment/vocational manager. (Our vocation – the Summary of the Law - is already inherent in our baptismal identity.)

Furthermore, given the dreadful track record of countless bishops and other clergy throughout history - if God were “appointing” such disasters, what would it say about the Creator’s wisdom?

So many clergy and lay people avoid human responsibilities by assigning human decision-making to God – in reality a “sanctification of their own desires” - as one wise priest observed! Religious groups that assent to these types of God-Who-Controls-Everything statements do not deserve to continue. One can understand why atheism, agnosticism, and deism emerged more openly in recent decades; excessive, irresponsible mush from religious groups is such that more and more thoughtful people are being alienated by many insulting beliefs and practices.

The next day (10th) was one of those infrequent days when Rich was exceptionally lethargic right through until suppertime. When these days occur, we just bide our time with a “this too shall pass” attitude. Rich is convinced that it is an occasional chemical reaction, given the quantity of his daily medications. Comes’ day was uneventful, except for his 7 p.m. peeing on the back porch – which Bob happened to see as it occurred. With his new meds, we thought we had been taking him out sufficiently – but at least he took advantage of the openness of the house and went to the tiled porch when duty called! There was no reprimand, under the circumstances.

In the early evening the UPS delivered our new device (above) that will copy cassette tapes and old records onto CDs. Independent of the computer, it will preserve prized cassette tapes of music and special lectures along with treasured 45s and LPs.

Comes had spent a very anxious afternoon (11th) but later slept until 6:30 a.m. (12th) when Rich took him out. During our breakfast he went to the sliding glass door and barked a few times – apparently a new behavior. Bob took him out again, and sure enough, he had needed to poop. Afterwards he seemed well and ready for another of his frequent naps.

As we were getting ourselves ready to attend the (12th) noon Lenten service at Bethesda, a call came from our vet; a cardiologist-vet was coming in to give echocardiograms. Bob left Comes there at 10 and returned for our 10:30 drive to the Palm Beach church. Because Bishop Gene Robinson was to preach, Rich was sure that we should be an hour early so that we could find a decent parking space (Bethesda has no more than 5 spaces and no parking lot) and secure a good seat right by the entrance (to leave unnoticed, if need be).

When we arrived and parked with no trouble, Rich had a snack in the car – for “insurance.” We had the church almost to ourselves until 11:30! As he was helping the ladies set up the altar, the rector Hap W. spied us and graciously welcomed us and chatted briefly. We very much appreciated Bethesda’s part-time associate Bob P. escorting Bishop Gene to our pew – where we briefly exchanged pleasantries.

Also before the Service began, a number of people recognized us and were most hospitable – although Rich squirmed uncomfortably at the attention under those circumstances. We were trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Even as we headed toward the altar rail for Communion, an aisle-seated, elderly woman whom we had not seen for nearly ten years greeted us with a tug at Rich’s jacket.

Size-wise, the congregation was respectable, but in no way near what Bishop Robinson’s presence warranted. However, it was a Wednesday.

In general, it was a fine liturgy. However, Rich despises the “traveling Peace” that, for us, interrupts the reverence of corporate worship and dumbs down dignified “Godward” devotion. A few individuals came to our pew, not so much to exchange the Peace, but to say “hello” – sometimes more! (Perhaps they somehow sensed that we would not be going to the “sacrificial” Lenten lunch afterwards in the parish hall!)

Rich took the above picture (without flash) from our pew while Bishop Robinson preached an excellent sermon (12th) with not so much as a note. He pointed out the differences between being admirers and disciples of Jesus. The former think that Jesus is a nifty, admirable, religious guy – as one would admire a cultural icon. The latter allow themselves to be called into the “hot furnaces” of life, accompanied by God’s strengthening Spirit, to confront wrongdoing, including injustices. In the above photo Bishop Gene may barely be seen preaching from mid-aisle just to our left of the pictured embroidered cross on the blue altar frontal. Without doubt, he is one of the pre-eminent Christian clergymen in contemporary Christianity.

As soon as the service concluded, we bolted from our pew and headed to the car to pick up Comes.

We drove right to the vet’s. Then a touch of sorrow set in as we entered our home while Comes scurried from room to room, most probably looking for Tenno. Later in the afternoon Dr. Fox reported that Comes’ heart disease was quite advanced. His walks with Bob are to be very brief.

While preparing to leave for a Tabor Academy luncheon (13th), the vet’s office staff telephoned that Tenno’s ashes had arrived. We decided to pick up the 6½” by 4½” wooden chest (below) on our return trip from lunch. That mission added such a dimension of finality!

Bob T. (planned giving director of Tabor Academy) hosted Rich’s classmate Leo. B. and us at a Testa’s luncheon. After the unrushed conversation, we acquired Tenno’s ashes. For the indefinite future, the chest was placed on the foyer table (below) just outside the east bedroom – under which Comes has chosen to sleep at night as well as nap occasionally during the day.

One of Comes’ new favorite places; we thought he was asleep, but when the flash went off, the camera caught two shining eyes peering out! Sometimes he chooses the center of the Cavalier rug, but often somewhere on the cool tile, such as above.

Something is Florida-peculiar! On Friday (14th) Bob, at age 70, received a renewed driver’s license good until 2014 – via an automated telephone renewal process! The old 1992 picture was used. At our age, shouldn’t we be required to have some sort of test?

Contrary to Rich’s expectations, the Eve (15th) of Palm Sunday involved a small congregation. Again we are challenged to keep in mind “Wherever two or three are gathered in my name, I am there among them.” (Matt. 18:20). Nevertheless, we do wonder why a 6 to 6:45 p.m. Saturday traditional liturgy of the Book of Common Prayer (with homily and music) does not attract more than 22 people on a Palm Sunday Eve. Clearly it is not an occasion for feel-good entertainment, and we have obviously not been able to duplicate the appeal of the well-attended Roman Catholic Saturday Masses.

Rich often recalls his 2005 40th anniversary of his ordination to the priesthood, when in a homily, he disclosed, “In the current religious climate, I would not choose a substantial position in a congregation, because I am clueless as to how to minister faithfully and effectively in the context of the twenty-first century. My few hours of voluntary service here on Saturday nights have no novel strategy, no membership goals, no financial demands, no 'mission statement' to add to the Prayer Book’s own, and so on. I am grateful to Fr. Hamilton and the vestry for permitting and encouraging this ‘loose canon’s’ old-fashioned, liturgical and educational ministry. Without a doubt, I would rather withdraw altogether than demean this great heritage with trendy gimmicks of the moment being hyped by so-called evangelicals. That would be like asking a responsible nutritionist to serve cheap fast-food. In any case, we remain grateful that we have a place to worship together among others and that Rich can still officiate twice monthly. [www.philosophy-religion.org/reflections/40yearsasapriest.htm]

On Palm Sunday (16th) morning about 6:30 Comes had another spell. He had just been out, and as he stood beside a family room recliner, he suddenly went down onto his side - his eyes wide open. Bob was still sleeping, so Rich, thinking that Comes could be dying, gentle stroked Comes and offered some softly spoken prayers and words of endearment. Within a minute, though, and with little effort, he stood but seemed quite vague for a while; no barking/howling this time. With a little coaxing, he ate his breakfast garlanded with medications and a spoonful of tasty dog stew. By the time Bob appeared a little after 7, he seemed much better and then clung to Bob until mid-morning – with occasional pop-in visits to Rich.

Around 10:45 Tony and Arthur arrived from Fort Lauderdale. They had suggested colors from which we chose a couple for our interior painting, and we were delighted to tour them around the house to view the results. We have known them as a couple since they were in their teens in Connecticut. We went to the Breakers for lunch, which felt like a family event.

Server David (who had been assigned to our table at another Breakers visit) snapped the photo, which came out all right, given the sunshine and too bright ocean background. David amazingly recalled some of Rich’s dining preferences.

Tony and Arthur in comfort at the Breakers. It was a perfect day!

a strong, balmy breeze throughout Saint Patrick’s Day

Saint Patrick’s Day was a super “holy-day.” In the morning Bob took Rich to our primary care M.D.’s office where all was pronounced well, given his chronic medical realities. Just two routine blood tests were added to his endocrinologist’s list for mid-May.

When we returned from the doctor, Comes was full of bounce as he greeted us – a good sign indeed! Earlier when Bob was about to open the interior garage door to exit for a short walk, Comes excitedly barked – something Tenno was far more likely to do; perhaps Comes has adopted some of Tenno’s patterns! He continues to shadow both of us.

Comes has always snored quite a bit. When Rich gets up around 4 a.m., he is reassured by this melody that Comes will soon be up and about.

After their short walk, always well-behaved Comes awaited the usual treat from the baggie Bob carried.

Comes wanted just his picture taken. He certainly does not look gravely ill with congestive heart failure and about to reach age 13 (May 3). Cavaliers often maintain that puppy look throughout their lives.

During lunch we watched a portion of the New York City’s St. Patrick’s Day parade. Although it has probably been done for generations, needless competition invades even this event – for the best band, etc. It is too bad that participants cannot simply offer their talents in good faith and wholesome recreation, sharing corporate joy in each other’s abilities, minus imposed rivalries. However, that would be un-American, wouldn’t it? We wonder whether it would be un-Irish. It is certainly a widespread addiction.

Bob mentioned (18th) that he now prefers Senator Barack Obama to Senator Hillary Clinton. The latter’s presence is such that we sense we are always viewing an image of whatever she wants to project at the moment rather than the genuine person herself. Her manner of speaking is intoned like many objectionable preachers and politicians – with, as Bob says, her scolding “schoolteacher’s index finger” too often pointing out and downward. When Senator Obama speaks, we believe that we are seeing the authentic man in a “what you see is what you get” straightforward mode. He does inspire hope – the first presidential aspirant in decades to do so.

In the early evening (18th) Bob attended the monthly board meeting of our Egret Nest homeowners association. Rich had his fill of those meetings when he was president of our condominium association in Ft. Lauderdale. Although Bob was on the board then, he is far more patient with the indecision, hostility, obstructionism, and just plain stupidity that surfaces much too often. Uninformed opinion instead of informed opinion often rules the day! Militant ignorance spews out of a few mouths that babble just to be heard.

Even if Rich appears calm in those circumstances, he burns furiously inside and is apt to be so stirred up that he loses sleep. He is always relieved afterwards that he has not said anything unduly harsh to jabberers and airheads. Fortunately, this Egret Nest meeting was a good one, and Bob was home by 8:15.


Tenno's Service Leaflet

On Holy Thursday morning (20th) we celebrated (as well as grieved with some tears afterwards) our Tenno. We were very touched to discover that Comes had joined us; he was lying upright on the tiled floor behind us, just to our right, aimed directly toward the table.

Now and then he continues to wander, as if looking for his life-long companion.

We are sure that Stephen’s quick visit brightened Comes’ day!

More comments in the spirit of McBrien’s words above:

Bob did not recall attending Services on Holy Thursday during his youth, but Rich remembered fondly the annual evening Service that commemorated the institution of the “Lord’s Supper” or “Holy Communion.”

Many years later the inclusion of the very old rite of foot washing repelled him, not because it was “improper” or icky, but because he perceived it as counterfeit humility – just one more gratuitous item of priestcraft. His childhood rector (George O. Ekwall, who baptized and presented him for confirmation and ordinations to the diaconate and priesthood) once commented to him that over the centuries celibates had created a good deal of the ceremonial to help deal with their otherwise empty lives. Indeed! Today many clergy need a life beyond liturgies that are being created left and right for equally empty (or fanatical) laypeople.

In the current period much ceremonial may be linked to the growing desperate need of clergy to trumpet their imagined religious significance. Whether or not this has been the case historically, both of us are not much for dragged out, liturgical/ceremonial excess, regardless of its “rich symbolism.” So much of this frequent “self-punishing passion” is cultivated by the supposedly pious and the ecclesiastically entrenched. The reverential joy of the 1940s-50s Holy Thursday Service has been transformed to a subdued, ever dour, occasion justified by the “rich symbolism” rationale. As Canon Edward West remarked to Rich decades ago, “They (the liturgical experts) did not consult the people effectively as they ‘enriched’ our worship.” Rich suspects that liturgical terrorism has also played a part.

In any case, the ceremonial washing of the feet is only a side option for Thursday’s observance. The Book of Common Prayer notes ever so briefly, “When observed, the ceremony of the washing of the feet appropriately follows the Gospel and homily.” (p. 274) Its details are spelled out in a separate collection entitled “The Book of Occasional Services,” the preface of which says of its entire contents, "None of it is required, and no congregation is likely to make use of all of it." Unfortunately for us, we are unaware of any Episcopal Church in our region that omits it and focuses on the commemoration of the Jerusalem origin of the Eucharist.

Perhaps next year we shall celebrate a straightforward, commemorative Holy Thursday Service at home - around the table, quietly, to the point, and free of magical and aesthetic pretensions. [www.philosophy-religion.org/catechism/unit9.htm]

Friday (21st) started a bit sadly, because after awaking – and later in the afternoon - Comes went on searches for Tenno; he barked briefly in more than one location, as if calling out to him. We again remarked that we are so glad that we can be with him for much of the time; even so, as he faces life rather bewildered, though he seems to accommodate our shopping, social, and dining excursions all right.

The Prayer Book Service suggested for Good Friday is one that Rich gladly conducted in his small, rural Connecticut parish for almost fourteen years. Many people worked during the day, so the Service was scheduled in the early evening and was no more than 45 minutes long. He has participated in 3-hour Services here in Florida, beginning at noon. Only a few attend, though at one area parish an orchestra and professional vocalists were hired; free entertainment does draw more of a crowd. This year’s newspaper notices included: Noon to 3 p.m. - Good Friday liturgy with meditations by (parish) clergy; John Rutter's Requiem with chamber orchestra. This type of observance is provided by many society and otherwise large churches.

In a recent Good Friday sermon at St. Andrew’s, Rich commented: “Because Good Friday, like every other day for Christians, is observed within the context of the Christ’s Resurrection, this need not be a day of total gloom or contrived sadness. Rather, it is a day of amazement, of wonder, and of extreme realities. Good Friday acknowledges in Jesus Christ that the depths of human anguish are bound firmly to a trust in the one God who delivers ultimate victories. Psalm 22 has sometimes been referred to as the ‘Psalm of Christ.’ As well, this soulful prayer is appropriate for his disciples, for you and me – even though we shall not come close to the extremes lived by Jesus.” Rich was on hand only for the section of the Service during which he was to preach.

This year we remained at home. The “contrived gloom” and hired entertainment options are unappealing, in fact, alienating. We have little hope that a simpler church-based liturgy will surface in our region. We wonder whether the northeast has obliterated diversity among Episcopal congregations, too. If so, what a loss to many people for the sake of theatre!

By the way, every parish clergyperson should be required to master Elements of Rite: A Handbook of Liturgical Style by the late Fr. Aidan Kavanagh, sometime professor of liturgics at Yale Divinity School as well as monk and priest of the Roman Catholic Archabbey of St. Meinrad in Indiana.

On Good Friday afternoon Rich received a request from New York University. Even though he reminded the inquiring staff member that we cannot travel, he replied affirmatively to her invitation: “As a statement of support of our alumni initiatives and in honor of your 35th Anniversary, we would love to add your name to our Class of 1973 Reunion Committee.” That was the year he received his Ph.D. from NYU. It is reassuring to know that one’s reputation remains sufficiently intact so that one’s name might still have some degree of usefulness!

The weather forecast was for occasional showers, but the 1¼-hour drive to Fort Lauderdale was less than pleasant in steady, and sometimes heavy, rain. We stayed for less than an hour, because Rich began to feel poorly (hyperglycemia in progress this time) – which was so aggravating to him. In any case, it was a worthwhile trip to the Tabor Boy and to talk again with Bob T. of the Tabor staff and to a few students. The attendance, unless it picked up after we left, was understandably much lower than the 85 or so expected. The Tabor Boy will not be in Fort Lauderdale again until 2011. Do visit the Tabor website section about the schooner at:
www.taboracademy.org/about_schoolsea-taborboy.asp


Feeling as poorly he did, Rich was not able to conjure up a smile. Bob T. of the Tabor staff took the picture as we were leaving.


A canvas cover helped with the rain. Inside was too warm and humid to remain. The students and permanent crew were very helpful to us “old folks” as we boarded and went ashore.


Although the dining table was new, this was the room below where Rich ate on his cruise to Nantucket during the summer of 1954 – over a half century ago!!!! The schooner was a gift to Tabor and had just been received in the late spring of the 1954 calendar year, a few months before Rich went on a brief cruise.


One of a few sleeping quarters below deck. Rich recalls having a top bed – and that the fellow student below him was seasick (and vomiting) during the night!!! That aside, it was a great weekend cruise.


The picture was taken as we headed toward the car. The rain had let up, but resumed in full force as we drove home.

Upon arriving home, Rich went directly to bed (about 7:30) without bothering with anything more to eat (there had been light hors d’oevres on the Tabor Boy); he slept soundly until 2 a.m., when he had his first breakfast of Easter Day! His second breakfast was with Bob several hours later, and soon after that, our Easter Eucharist at the dining area table. (We heard that St. Andrew’s Easter Service was filled to overflowing!)

We had to hunt to find a decent lily this year. Finally at Albertson’s Bob picked out a lovely one that he guaranteed would blossom nicely for Easter Day. He was correct! [The bottle light Bob made was still there from our Fort Lauderdale trip; we place that light on the counter for Comes and also leave on a small, battery- powered radio tuned to NPR! ] We realize that our dogs have lived better – in terms of affection, food, medical care, and housing – than most human beings, past and present, on the whole planet Earth!

On a rainy Easter morning, the Easter lily’s fragrance filled its surroundings, and as we headed out for Easter noon luncheon at Amici’s, the weather cleared considerably.

Sunday morning’s “Meet The Press” spent some time with two expert economists in a discussion of the current recession (not their label). One commented that the basic factor in the development of today’s “slow” economy is the “extremely tight credit environment.” Wrong! The basic factor is that in the United States (and elsewhere) “greed is good” and one is entitled to be greedy without any negative impact.

No one had yet arrived at the inside dining room.

We decided to sit in the open-air patio. Only two other tables were in use. We find that by arriving at unfashionable times at restaurants, we receive excellent service, the freshest food, and an uncrowded atmosphere. It is best for Rich to have his main meal at noon (for diabetes management), and Bob is just fine with that schedule, too. By the time we were finished, more customers had arrived at both the inside and outside settings. Especially in the evening Amici’s often has a waiting line. (We were in the vast minority of men who wore suit coats; for comfort, we shed ours when we realized less formality would not be disrespectful.)


The Easter menu was on the restaurant’s website.

We both decided on the excellent minestrone and the Proscuitto Cotto Americano, but skipped dessert.

A decent meal followed by a lazy afternoon and evening (again with rain) with a couple of DVDs. Bob did not go out after all. We read in the morning paper that the owner of the bar (Roosters) was murdered within the last few days! His assailant was found hanged (suicide) in the same apartment. Such is life in metropolitan areas throughout the nation! We do not know him, but Bob was aware of him and may have exchanged a few words at Rooster’s.

As a consequence of this repeatedly broadcast news report on our local NBC-TV affiliate, Rich e-mailed the channel as follows.

In connection with the murder/suicide of the owner of Roosters, a West Palm Beach gay bar, your coverage has repeatedly referred to "the gay community."

We occasionally hear "the black community," and so on, too.

The dangers of "the gay community" is an unintentional stereotyping of all people who are gay, such that we're all alike and we all somehow know or associate with each other.

This is absolutely untrue. Just as it would make no sense to refer to "the straight community" (among whom there is incredible diversity at all levels of living), "the gay community" makes little sense, either; there is incredible diversity at all levels of life among gay men and women.

"Among many/some gay people," or the like, would make more sense when gay-related reports are provided.
My partner and I are 71; we've been a couple since we were 18 - as college freshmen. I'm a retired Episcopal priest/college professor; my partner is a retired secondary school math teacher/administrator. We have many associations/communities, none of which defines us.

Very often when there is a news report on "the gay community," it has absolutely nothing to do with us or any of our many friends and associations. Sometimes the reports do relate.

I think that it would be helpful if your news writers found different ways of conveying information about some gay, some black, and some whatevers rather than "the -- community." Such reports would not only be more truthful, but also would not misrepresent or trivialize anyone.

The station’s response:
Richard, thanks for the email and feedback. You make several valid points. I plan to share your email with our producers and reporters.
Peter R.
____________________
WPTV Director of News
and Broadcast Operations
Florida's Top-Rated TV Station

Nature’s Easter gift was more rain, which helps to contend with our persistent drought. Aesthetically, our lake is more attractive with a full look. This weather continued more gently on Monday (24th). Our neighbor Ann (an avid cook), brought home-baked cookies to us on Sunday and on the next day home-made, perfectly seasoned pea/ham soup plus baked macaroni & cheese – which we enjoyed Monday evening.

With brightening skies, our Easter flag was displayed on Easter Monday.

Early on Tuesday (25th) morning, very soon after Rich took him out back, Comes had another, very quiet spell. Rich comforted him the best he could. Lasting ever so briefly, the spells – a fainting of sorts - seem to disorient and bewilder our beloved pet for a time afterwards. Rich awakened Bob, because Comes did not seem to know to eat from his bowl; he just stood, looking puzzled. Comes joined Rich as Rich greeted Bob, and we both cuddled him – to which he responded very positively. In due time, with encouragement from both of us, he ate his breakfast and resumed his day more normally. Relieved for the moment, we were again reminded that we might not have Comes for very long. As our vet advised recently, “Just keep him happy.”

During the same morning Jo delivered a bowl of Ambrosia, a very tasty dessert.

A MILESTONE! For the first time since 1959, when Bob bought his first car (“previously owned”), he turned over the waxing to a detailer, who arrived mid-morning. Bob’s cars have been a hobby, and he knows a wealth of information about automobiles. Whenever he has wanted to, he has been able to sell his cars directly to people who know how well he maintains them.


Bob’s first car bought in 1959 – a 1957 Pontiac Starchief Convertible in which we toured the USA from coast to coast in 1960.


A real pro – with all equipment (even needed water) to detail the car, which is hiding beyond the bush.

During the evening (25th), while we watched television in the east bedroom, Comes barked (repeatedly but not rapidly) from his new “den” just outside the bedroom; he was aimed toward the west side of the house. Again he must have been calling for Tenno; this was his latest, persistent behavior. We realized more fully that no matter how much genuine affection we show him, we cannot be a substitute for his half-brother with whom he had spent almost every day of his life. The realization clicked in that just as a beloved human cannot fill the specific void in a dog’s life, a beloved dog cannot fill a particular emptiness in a human’s life. We might be able to be companions along the way at a significant but not identical level. We shall miss Tenno differently from the way Comes does; they were each other’s most significant other, the closest of brothers. After we finished watching DVDs, Bob kept Comes in the large east bedroom with the door closed. That seemed to work for everybody.

The 2008 requests for contributions have been arriving by mail and email for several weeks. Last year we contributed to 46 churches, educational institutions, and other 501(c)3 agencies – all legitimate and related to us or our parents in some way. We do what we can, but this will come to a grinding halt and a major review when one of us survives the other. We have no legal spousal benefits, and our pension benefits are solely for us as individuals. The survivor will be able to continue to live in our present home – or perhaps in assisted living – but his resources will prevent generous giving. We are very comfortable with pensions and investments, but we are not wealthy. And, by the way, we oppose the tithe – in the spirit of Dr. Kirkpatrick’s essay.


FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Contact: Wayne Besen
Phone: 917-691-5118
E-Mail: wbesen@truthwinsout.org
Web: www.TruthWinsOut.org

TruthWinsOut.org Launches Dynamic Multi-Media Website Refuting the ‘Ex-Gay’ Myth

Ex-Gay Watch Founder Michael Airhart To Blog Daily On Site

NEW YORK – TruthWinsOut.org (TWO) launched its innovative new website today, enhancing its ability to fight the ex-gay myth and right wing propaganda. The site will be a leading educational resource and an all-encompassing look at the dangerous world of conversion therapy. For years, the ex-gay industry had dominated the flow of information on this topic. With this site, our movement has finally surpassed our opponents and we now have the means to counter ex-gay lies and reach vulnerable people with messages of truth and hope.

“TruthWinsOut.org is a one-stop-shop for information on the ex-gay myth and an action center for those who want to fight back against this insidious industry,” said TWO’s Executive Director Wayne Besen. “We believe this site will help people come out, keep families together and even save lives. This is a great day for those who have long wanted to stop the spread of ex-gay misinformation and help people escape the ex-gay trap.”

Michael Airhart, who founded Ex-Gay Watch in 2002, will publish daily on TWO’s blog, offering his penetrating insights and a deep understanding of this topic. Airhart formerly worked as senior business editor for McClatchy-Tribune news wires in Washington. In 2005 he became a director for a leading blog syndication company. He also co-founded Men Can Stop Rape in 1997.

“The ex-gay industry has declared war against GLBT people as it has become enmeshed with the far right,” said Michael Airhart. “By joining with TruthWinsOut.org, I am answering a personal calling to defend individual liberties, religious freedom, constitutional rights, family unity – and sexual strugglers – against exploitation by divisive, intolerant and dishonest extremists.”

TWO’s website will include an extensive and unprecedented video catalogue of “ex-gay” survivors and sexual orientation experts. The videos and website highlight an active and robust year, where TWO will challenge the “ex-gay” industry across America.

To make this dream a reality, TWO has relied on the contributions of generous foundations and individuals. On behalf of the people TWO has already helped and will assist in the future, we would like to thank the Arcus Foundation, Gill Foundation, William A. Kerr Foundation and John Sweet, Andrew Tobias, VanAmeringen Foundation, Jonathan D. Lewis Foundation, Weston Milliken and the Liberty Hill Foundation, Bill Cohen and the Haworth Press, Mitchell Gold, Linda Ketner, Karen Ferguson, Richard Nolan and Bob Pingpank, Worth Ross and Clint Trout.

We would also like to honor those whose smaller donations have been so crucial to our success. And, we give special thanks to our talented webmaster and Internet guru Phillip Perry, Davyd Dixon for leading on this project, Joel Lawson for his strategic public relations advice, Lisa Fels for her ongoing support and Paul Schappaugh, our dedicated IT specialist and database manager.

“This was a team effort and I thank everyone who has invested in TruthWinsOut.org and who labored intensively to create this beacon of illumination,” said Besen.”With continued support, we can build on this achievement and aggressively combat the predatory and well-funded ex-gay industry.”

Additionally, TWO is using its new website to call for volunteers nationally to come forward and help us in cities where we will counter ‘ex-gay’ rallies. In 2008, it is also a major priority for the organization to videotape the testimonials of lesbian and minority survivors. If the so-called ‘ex-gay’ ministries have harmed you, please contact TWO and tell your important story.

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Comes’ first monthly shower (26th; given by Bob in our walk-in shower stall) without Tenno was uneventful, but he had the best day yet with reasonable, periodic friskiness. However, the next morning, after his breakfast, Comes seemed to be looking, even barking a few times, for Tenno. He stood in a few places and just looked straight ahead – for example, toward our front entryway’s open, screened doorway and the like. No one was out there or passing by, but Comes keeps hoping, it seems. Bob took him on his daily, short, morning walk, and afterwards Comes slept more than usual.

PRIDEFEST, LAKE WORTH


our full-page ad in Compass’ PrideFest booklet

PRIDEFEST WEEKEND (29-30TH) was varied weather-wise with a lovely Saturday and a cloudy Sunday that included a brief cloudburst around 1:30 p.m. As in previous years, Saint Andrew’s had a staffed tent (see picture below) that attracted a number of people with questions or comments.

Saturday

PALM BEACH POST: “Evening prayer in solidarity with Pridefest: A serving (sic) of evening prayer and Holy Communion will be held at 6 p.m. Saturday at St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. The Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan will be celebrant and preacher in a service in solidarity with this weekend's Pridefest celebration for the gay/lesbian/bisexual/transgender community. Sermon: ‘Easter and LGBT People.’ Call (561) 582-6609.”

No “takers” from the newspaper notice or PrideFest, as far as we could tell, at our Saturday service; the day’s activities at the park closed down at 6 p.m. and reopened at noon on Sunday after the parade. Twenty-three of mostly usual attendees gathered at church on “Low Saturday” or more officially the “Saturday in Easter Week.” One person we did not recognize walked out quietly during the sermon; Rich was glad that our rector Fr. Paul A. Rasmus had read the sermon a few days ahead and was fine with it. www.philosophy-religion.org/reflections/pdfs/Saturday-In-Easter-Week_2008.pdf.

The woman who left may have been put off by the directness of the sermon or whatever. In terms of the lack of PrideFest participants, we took into consideration again that many LGBT individuals have been, and continue to be, targets of viciousness from Christian churches. Even though St. Andrew’s has earned a positive reputation among many LGBT people in the region, very few have joined the parish as a result of the annual PrideFest. Yet, it is a ministry of presence worth doing.

With regard to the Saturday 6 p.m. services, when those we reach out to (this includes everybody!) appear indifferent, it does raise some self-doubt on Rich’s part, feelings of uneasiness about his own effectiveness as a priest in his current voluntary ministry at St Andrew’s. But, how is effectiveness to be measured realistically? If by numbers at a given moment, then even Jesus might be evaluated as ineffective. Learning to live with vagueness in a relatively new parish venture (i.e., Saturday 6 p.m. intentionally traditional, “unentertaining” worship; issue-oriented sermons with, for the sake of time, few simple illustrations; no pandering to any group) is probably inevitable – unless someone can come up with a compatible, evaluatory method. Rich does not like “loose ends”; nevertheless, in this circumstance there might not be any alternative to just keep on inviting and offering what we can.

When we arrived home from church, Comes greeted us friskily. When it was time for us to watch a DVD, he warily, and with help, climbed his miniature staircase to join us on the king size bed. For the first time ever, when a dog showed up on the screen, he barked at it until it quickly disappeared. Tenno barked at every creature he saw on tv, but Comes, never until that moment. Given this new behavior, we wondered whether he was looking for Tenno or a canine companion.

Sunday

The Saint Andrew’s booth (below) staffed by parishioners in one-hour shifts. Handouts are available and questions asked. Rich and Bob were on duty Sunday from 1 to 2, but visited around the park for a short while before and afterwards. When we arrived about 12:30, our rector Paul Rasmus was staffing the table with others. In addition to St. Andrew’s, other religious booths we noticed were from the Society of Friends (Quakers), two congregations of the United Church of Christ, the Unitarian Universalist Church Fellowship, the New Hope First Community Church of Boynton Beach. and the Metropolitan Community Church.


Bob had whirled around when Rich called to him, but he did not know it was for a picture. The tent displays pictured behind him were for dental care; a well-established, gay-friendly law firm; and a pharmacy.

On the last day of March we looked ahead at our April calendar, which seemed to be relatively quiet.

APRIL
 

An occasional reminder of the purpose of this journal/series of letters is appropriate. Within boxes, brackets, and/or with colored backgrounds, our reflections are included as a chronological supplement to our online biography Soul Mates: More Than Partners. The purpose of this extended account is to provide further insights about one gay couple who have been together for fifty-three years (as of September 2008) – what some of our thoughts are, and how we spend our time.

We are among the many same-sex couples who live in rather ordinary ways from day to day. We hope to add to whatever other portrayals, too often bizarre, of gay men that readers might have. Our entire Scrapbook website is intended as a “time capsule” of sorts.

We also want to reiterate, as stated in our “Introduction” to Soul Mates, “In the 1980s the late Miriam Anne Bourne completed a draft of a rather controversial book for those days entitled Listening: A Skeptical Woman Hears A Gay Priest Tell His Story.” However, as the account has evolved into a retitled biography/autobiography appended by these letters/ journal, Bob’s involvement has developed substantially. Every word of Soul Mates and our letters/journal is jointly scrutinized in draft form. The resulting texts are definitely coauthored.

Rarely is Rich able to offer pastoral care, but he agreed (2nd) to meet with someone from Integrity-Palm Beach with whom he already had a pastoral relationship. On such occasions Bob and the dogs (now just Comes) adjourn to the spacious east bedroom suite for the hour, and Rich meets with the person(s) in the informal family room. (He would not meet with anyone, unless Bob is at home, too.)
 

“April 2, 2008 The Synod of the Church of Wales fell short of the decision to ordain women to the episcopate. The vote in the clerical order was three votes short of the two-thirds majority required for passage.”

The Office of Bishop has significant functions, but it is neither more holy nor more graceful, or indispensible – as many non-episcopal Christian Churches know well. The overseering/leadership functions of the episcopate can be manifested in other ways.

However, as an order of ministry, the bishops as a guild can take partial responsibility, together with reverential and sycophantic episcophiles, for the episcopacy’s elevation into some sort of demiurgeous species. Other than misogyny and/or desperation to preserve the past, there is no reason whatsoever for closing any order or office of ministry for reasons of gender – with the exception of nuns and monks – in many/most contemporary cultures.

As we have noted at other times, this ridiculous loftiness goes hand in hand with the imposition of “superior” moral codes onto bishops, while mere priests, deacons, and the laity are bound only to “lesser” standards. Case in point: hold all of us to the same scrutiny and accountability as Bishop V. Gene Robinson.


A six-inch high, ceramic remembrance of Tenno arrived from Dr. Fox’s veterinary office. In its provided stand, the thoughtful commemoration has been placed next to the chest with his ashes.
 

In the mail (3rd) the annual royalty check arrived from Oxford University Press, the 28th Rich has received for his coauthorship of Living Issues In Philosophy in its 7th (1979), 8th (1986), and 9th (1995) editions. First published in 1946 by the late Harold H. Titus, the internationally adopted text is currently in its 14th printing of the 9th edition. Amazingly, the title sold better in 2007 than in the past few years! (The other coauthor Marilyn S. Smith died in 2006.)

Via a Google search of the 1984 Indonesian translation entitled PERSOALAN-PERSOALAN FILSAFAT, we discovered that it is still available. Over the years Rich has joked that he is clueless concerning the accuracy of the translations of the philosophy text and of the ethics text (the latter into Chinese)!

Rich’s other titles The Diaconate Now (his first book) published in 1968 is now available online, as is Living Issues In Ethics (1982, 2000; also in print from IUniverse). Very gratifying professionally! Again though, the translation of two chapters of The Diaconate Now into Russian is equally unapproachable!

In the same mail a 4-year renewal of his automobile handicapped sign and our joint registration bill for the car were delivered. It is interesting how many business-like matters continue into retirement.

Newscasts have reminded regional residents that alligator-breeding season has begun. For us, this is a reminder to inspect the yard carefully as we take Comes “out back” – always on a leash. We have had two six-foot gators in our lake at different times during recent years; they must reach six feet before professional alligator cops will remove them. There have been no tragic incidents in our River Bridge community, but newspaper stories about devoured pets are alarming. This IS a near-tropical region!

By the way, Comes is from the Latin, meaning companion, friend. “Koh-meez” may be the correct Latin pronunciation, but we prefer “Kaw'-mess”.

Somewhat ominously (3rd) the groundsmen for all of River Bridge, which includes eighteen or so neighborhoods, were hard at work trimming trees and other foliage of residences and common areas for hurricane protection. The six-month hurricane season extends from June 1st to November 30th. In addition, our monthly, excellent, private landscaper (a man named “Jesus” assisted by his “followers”) adds his ongoing touches to the efforts – and has shown up almost immediately after storms to rectify any landscape-related damages to our property as well as those of some neighbors under contract to him. His services are exemplary.

We stopped at the post office (4th) on the way to lunch at the zoo’s Tropics Café. No sooner had Bob slipped the car into “park” in a handicapped space than a County sheriff was at his door – seemingly out of nowhere. As Rich, cane in hand, positioned himself beside the officer, he verified our handicap sign with our joint car registration and Rich’s license number. Rich thanked him for checking, but the cop was a sullen, perhaps disappointed, guy in his 50s. He zipped inside the post office, stood at a window – awaiting his next potential catch. Rich spoke to him again, and he remained ever so grim.


A new outdoor restaurant pavilion at the Tropics Café had been built since our last visit, .....


but we preferred to eat inside. Within a very few minutes, many more customers arrived.


At least the greedy developers cannot pave this over! Note the turtles sunning themselves.


a favorite “jungle” walkway to and from the restaurant

While our housekeeper tended to her weekly chores and watched over Comes (5th), we enjoyed our main meal at the nearby (15 minute drive) Crowne Plaza, which has a daily buffet.

A few years ago the hotel, near the Palm Beach airport, was badly battered by a hurricane; it took about two years for it to undergo the necessary repairs.

At 11:40 we and two others were the only customers. Bob (yellow shirt) had begun to eat after serving himself from the very good buffet center – to the far right in the picture. The Trump Institute for Wealth Management was holding a luncheon seminar in one of the halls, and the parking lot was nearly filled. A few minutes after noon, some additional customers arrived.

live flowers in the lobby

Later in the afternoon friend and neighbor Jo delivered, on behalf of herself and her sister Ann, desserts for both of us. Bob’s treat catered to his sweet tooth, Rich’s to his diabetic diet. Comes greeted Jo with his usual enthusiasm – despite his condition! During lunch the next day (6th) they brought some homemade chicken soup. Terrific and much appreciated!
 

Palm Beach Post   Friday, April 04, 2008

The Rev. Paul A. Rasmus will be instituted as rector at 5 p.m. Sunday at St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. The ceremony will be conducted by the Venerable Thomas A. Bruttell, archdeacon for clergy deployment for the Episcopal Diocese of Southeast Florida. Call (561) 582-6609.

Rasmus came to St. Andrew's Parish as part-time interim pastor in January 2006. Most recently, he served as rector of St. Paul's Episcopal Church in Key West. He was ordained a priest in October 1977 and earned a master of divinity degree at the University of the South in Sewanee, Tenn. He is a graduate of Florida International University.

The Church was full, and spirits were high. An Anglo-Catholic ceremonial, to be sure, in keeping with the Diocese of Southeast Florida and elsewhere. The match between St. Andrew’s and Fr. Paul is excellent. Our rector is the right person at the right time, a man with a wealth of experience and wisdom. We both respect him highly.

Clergy and others were very welcoming to Rich as they gathered informally before the Service. Nonetheless, we again experienced a disconnection. During the service we felt bounced a number of times from the dignified rite of the Prayer Book with well-led music to several efforts at casual “humor” – as if the congregation could not possibly sustain reverence for an hour and a quarter. The sanctus bells signaled the sort of beliefs we have never held, though many Episcopalians apparently do. At least there was no incense, which, when used, is very hard for people with allergies or those who have an aversion to smoke.

Preached by a visiting cleric, the sermon not only injected too much supposed humor and unrefined grammar, but also could have been delivered almost word-for-word to any secular gathering designed for overcoming loneliness and providing a “home” of sorts. We are not lonely (though many attending probably were), and we have our home together. In a church we seek some friends and a particular kind of community – one that nurtures the heart and mind in matters unique to the Christian faith as it relates to daily living. We also enjoy other communities.

We left the delightful parish hall reception as soon as some pleasantries were exchanged. A rainstorm was about to become severe, and Rich had been fortified only by a small can of juice just before the service. It was a lovely time, but brought forward again to us the reality that the Episcopal Church here lacks the “low church” option we would very much prefer.

During breakfast (7th) we noticed three turtles bunched together right at our lake’s edge. Additionally one three-foot carp was foraging a few yards from them. We had placed three or four turtles in the lake several years ago; we wondered whether these are the ones and if their insertion within the lake at this spot has anything to do with their visits to us. Past appearances have always been solo, so this was a treat to see what may have become a turtle family!

Convinced that he will predecease Bob, Rich has made enormous progress in getting rid of the many files no longer needed. More were shredded and put out for the trash collection (8th). He thinks that this task is about 90% finished.

As one pares down, it is tempting to let sentiment thwart a thorough job. However, with all the paper “stuff” he has accumulated, Rich thinks that it would be “cruel and unusual punishment” to inflict so much of it on Bob or our “personal representatives” after his demise. Still remaining, though, are a few other, related drudgeries. In due time .......

We were pleased that London’s “Church Times,” a weekly, independent newspaper for the Church of England, agreed to publish an ad/announcement similar to last year’s in “Episcopal Life.” It is to appear in mid-July in two editions during the decennial Lambeth Conference. We hope that the announcement took us into The Listening Process a bit.

 

More goodies from Ann and Jo (9th) and (10th); they are extremely thoughtful and generous. On the second of the two days, Rich twice detected early stages of hypoglycemia and remedied them before they took a firm hold; a puzzle!

Talk about invasion of privacy! We were the earliest haircut appointments (10:30 and 11:00) with Mori. Rich had his first (without the preliminary washing), snapped the picture of Bob and Mori, and browsed in adjacent stores within the Wellington Mall; afterwards lunch at TooJays – just a short stroll from the salon.

On most mornings Rich awakens Bob when breakfast is ready; a tenderly chanted “Morning!♫” or “Breakfast!♫” seems to work well. Bob is decidedly not a morning person and the waking up process is somewhat slow moving. On Friday (11th) just minutes before Bob’s usual 7 a.m. wake-up time, Comes (up about 6, had already had his morning visit to the back yard as well as his breakfast with accompanying medicines) decided to beat Rich to Bob’s bedside – with a gentle licking of Bob’s hand, which happened to be dangling over the bedside. A charming awakening!

By the way, Rich (a morning person) is usually up and around anytime between 3:45 and 5:30 a.m. – usually around 4 – after six hours of sleep. He often has an hour’s morning nap and an hour or two more in the early afternoon. Perhaps Rich will duplicate Comes’ technique of awakening Bob at some point!

Rich’s father used to say often, “If you have your health, you have everything.” Now in our 70s, we feel similarly. Are our dogs’ most senior months what is around the corner for one or both of us? When is a life not worth continuing? The simplistic, near-hysterical, pro-life extremists worship idolatrously any degree of the human life process. Tenno was fortunate to drop dead after a lingering heart condition during which his life seemed to be very much worth living. We hope that we are as privileged.

Comes is on a sad plateau. Symptoms of congestive heart disease are very evident, though he has a good appetite and moments of playfulness. He sleeps ever so much! In addition, at times, such as rising from a nap, he appears confused and befuddled. Moreover, he still occasionally looks around, as if he is hoping to find Tenno. Additionally, when he is lying down with his head up to see what is going on, there is a almost imperceptible shaking of his head, like a touch of Parkinson’s. We do hope that nature will spare him further deterioration.

At one point on the 11th, Comes became so full of life that he went on a puppy-like run inside the house. Suddenly, Bob saw him flop over; Rich was on the scene immediately. After lying there for a minute or so with his wolf-like bark/howling, he got up and walked around with the heavy panting that has become so familiar. We just do not know whether he is frightened and/or in pain when these spells occur. So very sad!

Yet, later in a characteristic position he certainly looked like “all is well.”

Luncheon (11th) with Margot E. and John R. was most delightful! We arrived early for our noon reservation at Café Boulud; so, we strolled around the lovely grounds that include some outdoor seating for the restaurant.


in a hallway connecting the restaurant area of Brazilian Court Hotel

For Saturday luncheon (12th) we went to the Veranda restaurant at the Hilton near the West Palm Beach airport. Years ago we had eaten at the pre-renovated Hilton, and it was quite mediocre. What a transformation, both in décor and food! As usual, we were the first to arrive, though many more were on hand as we left.


The main buffet table; other side tables provide additional food items, including desserts.


from the buffet platform toward the entrance

Bob – eating and enjoying the view

Bob attended Integrity (12th) at St. Andrew’s with about 50 others. Fr. Paul assured Rich via Bob that he is certainly welcome, even though for health reasons he might choose not to participate as a priest in the Service. In response, Bob explained to Fr. Paul that the time involved for the Service plus Integrity (all in all, about 2½ hrs.) is normally too much for Rich.

That is true, but also Rich simply cannot endure what to him is the raucous, traveling Peace that now aggressively violates the spirit of reverential worship; there are a few other bits, too. This may be a generational difference; Rich realizes sadly that the majority there and elsewhere apparently prefers to worship in that style that tries to blend casual informality with more formal dignity. Nevertheless, Bob assisted with the offering and enjoyed himself. Rich is more than pleased that Bob attends without him; he remained home engaged in all sorts of odds and ends (while keeping Comes content), and all was well.

In The Florida Times-Union (13th) an article “22 Episcopal clergy deposed” included these excerpted comments:

A Jacksonville bishop has sacked 19 priests and three deacons from his Northeast Florida diocese, saying they abandoned the Episcopal Church by joining or starting parishes aligned with theologically conservative bishops in places as far away as Africa and South America.

The network is aware of at least 90 priests who have been inhibited or deposed since 2003, he said, but there may be others. Conservatives say they are not homophobic, but are concerned about what they see as the Episcopal Church's increasingly liberal theological and social policies, including tolerating the performance of same-sex blessings in some dioceses. More than 200 Anglican parishes have been founded in the United States since 2003, with most of those being former Episcopal congregations.

Rich had no reply to his note written to three newspaper staff members (including the article’s writer):

I read the “22 Episcopal clergy deposed” piece, as a result of my automated Google News set for "episcopal."

Some statistics would have provided a greater context for your information.

"The network is aware of at least 90 priests who have been inhibited or deposed since 2003, he said, but there may be others." ---- out of 5467 clergy = 1.6%

"More than 200 Anglican parishes have been founded in the United States since 2003, with most of those being former Episcopal congregations." ---- out of 4100 congregations = 4.8%
See www.episcopalchurch.org/research_51538_ENG_HTM.htm.

For the most part, Sunday (14th) was a “chemical day” during which Rich was very lethargic. Bob went to Roosters in the early evening. When he came home, we tried to watch a DVD, but Rich just could not stay awake and turned in about 9:30. As well, he had on his mind what might be a very decisive visit to the eye doctor the next morning.

What a beautiful day the 14th was - sunny and cool. However, Rich received a diagnosis of early glaucoma; another chemical for the prescription list!

Bob’s 1:00 appointment at the primary care MD office was held up for 3 hours! To be sure, the practice is in the midst of computerizing all patients’ records and relocating in coming months, but the appointments should have been managed accordingly. Bob let the physician know of the wait; he did not seem to be aware of it, though patients in the waiting room were vexed, to say the least! Bob needs to return in six weeks; a couple of routine test results need monitoring.

A current reality here in Florida (from The Palm Beach County Human Rights Council, 14th):

While gay people exist in virtually every county in Florida, laws prohibiting discrimination against gay men and lesbians are in effect only in Broward, Leon, Miami-Dade, Monroe, Orange and Palm Beach Counties, as well as in the cities of Gulfport, Gainesville, Key West, Lake Worth, Miami Beach, Orlando, Sarasota, St. Petersburg, Tampa and West Palm Beach. Since there is no statewide law, most Floridians can be fired simply because of their sexual orientation.

IRS Deadline – but well before the 15th both of us had completed the process. Each year we are reminded that because of USA federal and most state laws, we are unable to file as a couple and are therefore taxed as unrelated individuals at a higher rate.

In response to an Episcopal Church news release (15th) about the possibilities of an “Anglican Covenant,” Rich submitted an item which was published online (17th):

“Anglican covenant conference draws international group, elicits varied viewpoints
From Canon Richard T. Nolan • West Palm Beach, Florida Apr 17, 2008 Not a covenant as being discussed, but I do wish that most doctrinal and moral matters could be set forth honestly by the Anglican Communion. Currently it is all a hodgepodge, often private, and too often irrationally and publicly shouted by devotees on all sides of an issue when a nerve is hit. I would first welcome an "Anglican epistemology" clarified (What are the sources of theological/moral knowledge? What is the nature of theological/moral knowledge? How does one test/validate theological/moral knowledge?). Then, we need several, revisable volumes that would spell out our varied Anglican approaches to Scripture, various creedal doctrines (e.g., various scholarly interpretations of the Virgin Birth that are within the Anglican ballpark), and various scholarly interpretations of moral issues (e.g., abortion, sexuality, and so on). It would take several decades to produce a first edition, but if it were in the works at a reasonable pace, strident voices and hardened hearts might soften. A sad thing about the current debacle is that most all care in one way or another about their Churches/Provinces and the Communion.”


54°F
Sunny
as of 6:10 AM
April 16

On his way to the 9 a.m. bimonthly appointment (16th) with his podiatrist, Rich (while in motion) snapped a picture of Bob and Comes on their brief, daily walk. Tenno’s absence seems to make the photo incomplete.

A new Comes moment (17th) - In a notable departure from his morning visit to the back yard, not only did Comes take more time than usual to poop and to do so in apparent stages in quite an arc at the end of the long leash, but also when Rich and he reentered the house, he walked directly to Bob (who was still asleep in the east bedroom). Normally, Comes would stop on the family room rug, roll around playfully while rubbing his face over the soft rug, and then await breakfast. Finding his caregiver still sleeping, he returned to the kitchen.

Suspicious at the different routine, Rich took a paper towel and checked Comes’ butt area. Sure enough – a few small, hard stools were bound up in the region’s long hair, and Comes knew that Bob was the one who could take care of this situation. Rich awoke Bob, who straightaway met Comes’ hygienic needs. Both humans marveled at their canine’s correct intuition in such a circumstance!

A new screen door (17th) replaced the old one in need of refurbishing. Bob discovered this one with an Egret, the “mascot” for our Egret Nest neighborhood, our Egret Lake Drive address, and our Egret Lake bordering our backyard. Although it took several weeks for the special order to arrive (in sections), the installer compensated for the wait with a painstakingly precise installation. At the same time a plain screen door was installed at the rear entrance. Bob tipped the worker generously; we really appreciate excellent work!

Comes provided another “first” (19th) soon after his breakfast by entering the darkened east bedroom where Bob was asleep and then by barking unhurriedly but resolutely. Bob awoke and discovered that Comes was looking down the bedroom’s hallway that connects with its bathroom. Bob’s sense was that he was again looking for Tenno. As Rich arrived to see what was going on, Bob had already begun to comfort Comes.

We made a substantial contribution to Integrity’s “Canterbury Campaign 2008” which, with our announcement in the “Church Times” was all we could come up to participate in the global, Anglican “Listening Process.” Again, we cannot recall any time when the Church at any level has asked for our input to the human sexuality/gender discussions. Perhaps we are too conservative?

Like two children breaking into their piggy banks, we took our containers with accumulated coins to a bank with a coin-sorting machine. We harvested over a hundred dollars as we were assisted by two employees; Bob’s container overflowed and stopped the machine! Rich forgot his cane and was obviously not quite steady as he walked to the counter to cash in his “winnings” receipt. Not only was he given his much-less-than-Bob’s prize, but apparently looking a bit the pathetic old man, he was given a plastic, bank-logo water bottle by the teller; Bob, ever healthy looking, was awarded only his cash!

Now well heeled, we headed to a fairly new Applebee’s for lunch almost beside our favorite Fresh Market. As planned, Bob chose a sampling of desserts to take to Dorothy’s for supper the next day.

Palm Beach Post (18th re the 19th): “Spiritual forum, 6:30-7:30 p.m. Saturday, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. Topic: "Varieties of Atheism." Discussion will be led by the Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan. The forum will be preceded at 6 p.m. by a service of evening prayer, with Holy Communion from the reserved sacrament and the optional laying-on-of-hands. Call (561) 582-6609.” The service and forum were scheduled for Saturday the 19th.

The Service went well, despite our apprehension; Rich’s glucose was at 199 at 4:30 – a half hour before we were to leave for church, and that is high enough to affect him somewhat. Was the count on the way up, or might it plunge? We could not know in advance, so we took along the glucose-monitoring device – just in case. At least we might be able to determine the difficulty, if Rich could not continue. As usual, Bob vested for the Service to assist and be close at hand; Margot officiated for the Evening Prayer portion, and all was o.k.

Something stunk in the parish hall; consequently the dozen of us remaining for the forum stayed in the church. Bob furnished Rich with a center aisle chair, and a lively discussion followed. Although a small number (though just right for a seminar) we realized afterwards that among the participants were the familiar faces of a retired literature professor-university provost; retired pentagon official; newspaper writer; retired mathematics teacher/administrator (Bob); retired valet to King George VI; musician/development director of a professional musical ensemble; a talented upholsterer; and a very bright couple we see only occasionally. How’s that for the makings of a diverse, very able group?!

Well before we had left for church, we observed Passover by hanging our “Jewish” flag.


from Rich’s study window

With rear legs spread wide (& tail hidden) and front sphinx-like (20th), Comes is often in this position.

At the Olive Garden (20th) Bob, Jo, Deb, Robert, Ann - where we were all Ann’s guests. (Rich took the picture.) During a portion of the afternoon we caught up further in our family room. Texans Robert and Deb are Ann’s son and daughter-in-law.

During the early evening (20th) we enjoyed supper at Dorothy’s (left) and visited with her Connecticut guests Judy (center) and husband Mike. Judy was on the CT College staff with both Dorothy and Rich.

Bob, Dorothy, Judy, Rich

A letter to the editor, New York Times (19th) from a St. Andrew’s forum participant; the letter certainly expresses our sentiments:

David Brooks is correct that Barack Obama has fallen to earth, and he accurately identifies some of the reasons. Mr. Obama has also fallen because the political and electoral system has overpowered even this enormously thoughtful and fundamentally good man.

It’s not simply the failures of Mr. Obama. Circumstances do influence events. It’s the overwhelming power (and failure) of the system as well.

Campaigns are agonizingly long. So candidates do err. The campaign system operates in a “gotcha” and not truly substantive mode. The candidates and the media simplify and exaggerate, and then both obsess and repeat ad nauseam the error or flaw they’ve discovered (created, in part).

I have doubted from the start of the campaign that anyone even as gifted as Barack Obama could overcome the power of the system and fundamentally change how campaigns, the media, money and (ultimately) Washington operate.

We have been made aware of the non-rational hatred of Obama emanating from Jewish acquaintances who appear to be enormously gullible regarding false statements being circulated via the internet. Commentator Howard Salter has written, “... the e-mails and Internet rumors continue. No matter what the facts are, there is a nasty narrative making its way around the Web, propelled by Jewish — and even conservative Christian — families all across our country. Speaking as a Jew, I find this kind of hate and fictional propaganda amazingly ironic and extremely repugnant.”

Partial page 37 of the Winter 2008 issue of “Spectrum” – an alumni magazine for Yale Divinity School alumni arrived (22nd). We were pleasantly surprised yet puzzled to see our picture among the 1967 graduates. Correct year, but other than the caption “Dick Nolan ’67 M.A.R., right, and his partner Bob” there is no explanatory paragraph. (M.A.R. = Master of Arts in Religion). The absence of Bob’s last name is peculiar, too. This picture is in the online Yale Alumni Directory from which the editor acquired the photo.

After an errand at St. Andrew’s Church (22nd), we decided to have our main meal at the nearby Benny’s-by-the-Sea. We had not been there for about a year. As it turned out, another church errand the next day (23rd) took us to Benny’s-on-the-Beach again. When we go there, we sometimes say that we are “on vacation” – sometimes specifically on Cape Cod!

Storm damage to the pier remains as repairs proceed ever so slowly. Benny’s is at the left; we usually sit on the screened, second floor level of the restaurant.

The first floor has (l-r) outdoor hot dog stand with blue roof; first-floor outdoor and indoor seating plus the kitchen facilities.

With steep stairs to the second floor in the far left shadows, this open-air seating also has a very scenic view.

the second floor; beautiful ocean views obscured in the photo by outdoor brightness

Bob in the white shirt on the right

view from our table – through the screen

Bob’s Tuesday BLT, etc.

Rich’s Tuesday brunch western omelet with cheese and healthier fruit

Bob’s Wednesday brunch: melon, nutty almond French toast

Rich’s Wednesday honey ham and cheese club with garden salad

New York Times: April 23rd, 2008
To be sure, Senator Clinton would be a far better president than the Republican’s best offer. Nonetheless, she does have that Washington spinning quality which envelopes her with an aura of distrust; she just doesn’t seem forthright. Moreover, her style of intoning many of her statements - along with that down-pointed, wagging “teacher’s finger” - adds to an unpleasant presence. Senator Obama, whose policies are not grossly incompatible with his Democratic opponent’s, does have a presence that conveys “what you see is what you get” plus the freshness and hopefulness so many of us would welcome with open arms. May he prevail - despite Pennsylvania! — Posted by Richard T. Nolan

Inquisitively, Bob asked Rich why he posted the above, and who would see it. Rich wasn’t sure. Various postings do provide opportunities to crystallize one’s thoughts on an issue or event. Will they be read? Will they do any good? He does hope that a reader just might reconsider his/her own position, but who knows?! In any case, they can be included in our journal as further self-disclosures.

From above, Rich caught Comes (by the kitchen table) in a now frequent position: resting his head on the “wrist” section of a front paw. We suspect that the hacking cough from congestive heart failure is easier to deal with that way especially if he has fallen asleep. Most Cavaliers and Pugs have short snouts, which makes even normal breathing less than optimal. Elevating the head a bit probably helps.

Bob serviced the storm shutters a few at a time, an annual job that would otherwise be costly, plus will wash all the house windows. Rich does not know how to do the former and might not have a clue that the latter was due!

Rich finished reading a draft of a fellow parishioner’s book that covers his thoughts and feelings during his late wife’s last six months living with terminal cancer and his six months after her death (in 2007). He is an outstanding scholar and an accomplished writer. He writes with heart and mind. Rich emailed him:

I read the remaining text amidst my own teariness. It expresses what I thought might be the persisting emotions. You asked yourself all the questions, etc. I could only imagine.

I must say that you are far more a people-person than I, and clearly that has been as supportive as others can be. I just imagine myself running out of church after the Service and heading home somewhat hysterically. Then, to bury myself in utter isolation - which would be unhelpful, but I'd probably do anyway. The only thing I'm quite sure of is that I'd need solid psychiatric, or similar, support to get from day to day for a hell of a long time.

One metaphor I find helpful is that even Christ is portrayed as having scars even after his resurrection. I suspect he still has them in some way. There are wounds so deep that no matter what, scars will remain.

I believe that (title) would be very much appreciated perennially by a wide range of people. Again, it's all there for couples, for the widowed and their families, for clergy and others with pastoral/counseling/supportive roles, for people like me whose "anticipatory grief" needs heartfelt and candid input.

Further, I think that a sequel would be on target in another 4 or so years.

While this was on his mind, Rich recalled the words of a former Connecticut parishioner who was widowed and as well had lost a child. Apparently someone had told her to pray and all would be o.k. Angrily she told Rich with her determined, crisp, Yankee resolve bursting through her tears, “God is not enough!” She is correct, of course, nor did the Creator fashion anyone for solitary living; even Jesus had familial relationships and, who knows, perhaps a “significant other.”

Would that the Church and our culture focus on new ways for uncoupled individuals to live in genuine, intimate community – not in a New Testament context of a world about to end, but in the milieu of human societies evolving indefinitely!

It is unusual for Bob to feel poorly - as he did during Thursday (24th) afternoon through Friday evening. We had the same food, but something hit him that resulted in nauseous feelings, repeated intestinal disturbances, and a slight temperature. After a restless night, he felt much better in the morning – but not tops. Not until Sunday was he really feeling well – except for some familiar back pain that started during breakfast and was a nuisance for a week.

Continuing bad news about Florida (25th): “The finances of many states have deteriorated so badly that they appear to be in a recession, regardless of whether that's true for the nation as a whole, a survey of all 50 state fiscal directors concludes. The situation looks even worse for the fiscal year that begins July 1 in most states. Florida is singled out as one of three states with the worst budget difficulties.” (Ch. 5, local NBC-TV)

Rich discovered a relevant, short article in the “Church Times” (UK, 25th): Greed Overtakes Opium In Polls The results of a poll by the Joseph Rowntree Foundation (JRF) have identified greed, individualism, and the decline of community as today’s social evils.

Respondents to a consultation carried out by the JRF and the National Centre for Social Research, which questioned 3500 people via the internet, also named the decline in values and the family, drug- and alcohol-abuse, poverty, and crime as social evils of our time.

They also bemoaned the fact that society no longer shared a set of common values, and spoke of a loss of “moral compass”.

The Government and the media were said to be most responsible for social evils. The Government was viewed as being out of touch, and ineffective when tackling social problems.

The media was criticized for fuelling negative attitudes. Big business and religion were also identified as causes of social evils: religion was described as a cause of conflict and confusion.

An equivalent survey, in 1904, identified war, slavery, intemperance, the opium trade, impurity, and gambling as the “great scourges of humanity”.

With very conservative investments, our home paid for, and our State of Connecticut pension benefits (including annual cost-of-living increases and excellent medical coverage), we are generally untouched by fluctuations in the economy. With new legislation, our retirement benefits could, in theory, be changed, but the odds are 99.999% against that ever happening; the state unions (collective bargaining is mandated by law in CT) are powerful. By our choices and planning, becoming wealthy (or living as if we were) has never been a motivation for us. Nonetheless, we do live more comfortably than we ever anticipated as young men starting out in our career paths. We know that our parents would be pleasantly shocked by our level of comfort.

Rich picked up his annual, Medicare-provided, diabetic shoes (25th). They are rather expensive, more than he would ordinarily pay for footwear – but important persons apparently manipulated that provision through Congress years ago. He orders them through his podiatrist – whom he visits every two months for Medicare-provided diabetic foot care. Medicare also covers fully his glucose testing equipment. We have wondered whether other maladies are as well covered.

In EPISCOPAL LIFE Online:

CANADA: Eleven clergy resign in New Westminster diocese

From Canon Richard T. Nolan • West Palm Beach, Florida Apr 26, 2008

What is this "Anglican Church" to which the departing priests refer? This is a very misleading label, because it can be misunderstood institutionally and convey an ecclesiastical involvement that individual clergy do not have! We are not free agents who can slide around at will from national/regional Church to Church, just because we are informally "Anglicans."

When I was ordained 45 years ago, there was no mention in any oath or rite of an "Anglican Church" (or for that matter an "Anglican Communion"). Nor had I heard of the Episcopal Church referred to as a "province" - and I cannot remember the Presiding Bishops and Archbishops referred to as primates. "Bonds of affection," fine, but whether in Canada or in the "Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America", this business of individuals or parishes or dioceses trying to take leave of their home Churches without canonically obtained approvals is arrogant desertion.

Our dreams are, for the most part, absurd! Rich had a new one (26th-27th) rather than his frequent, sometimes complex, church or school related themes. He was sworn in as a lieutenant in the United States Air Force; he was not clear whether he was a first or second lieutenant! Then he was characteristically busy sorting all the new, related paperwork into manila file folders while his parents chatted with unidentified friends in an uncertain home setting. They were all awaiting arrival of Russ and Mimi Bourne (the initial author of Soul Mates), and then Rich woke up at 4:30 – a usual rising time! Rich has never served in the armed forces; his parents and Mimi have been dead for years, and he is uncertain about Russ. What on earth gives rise to such a (not unpleasant) dream?!

Bob also has absurd dreams. Many times they involve such unrelated people, places and situations that it is impossible to recall all the ridiculous content upon waking. There is, however, one recurring theme that can be related to his career. Even after more than thirteen years in retirement, school related dreams occur. Several times per year he clearly dreams that grade reporting time is due and he has forgotten to give any quizzes or tests on which to base student grades. He decides he will simply have to fabricate grades and hope no one questions them. Though it never happened that way in 35 years of teaching, the dreams are probably related to the fact that grading in schools is really quite arbitrary.

After a fairly short time with us on the bed as we watched tv (27th), around 9:30 p.m. Comes, somewhat anxious, jumped to the floor and left the room. We heard steady barking, so Rich looked down the hallway and saw Comes, still barking, check the west bedroom and Rich’s study. He was again looking for Tenno. Without a fuss, he returned to the east bedroom foyer and lay down. Although he has had his lighthearted moments, his grief induces a seemingly depressed state much of the time. We realized that he would probably remain on that plateau as his heart disease progressed. Surely the quality of his life was never so low.

We came across this short article about grieving dogs: www.philosophy-religion.org/dogs/pdfs/dogs-mourn.pdf
(It is definitely virus free, in that it connects with an article already on our academic website.)

As usual right after his periodical, 3-month, morning appointment (28th) with the urologist, Bob telephoned Rich. His PSA was slightly above the normal range again – the same score as six years ago; it has been much higher and more recently within the normal range. For over ten years he has lived with this condition – with several negative biopsies. Fortunately, the older a man becomes, the less likely that a discovered cancer requiring a major intervention is necessary. Nevertheless, it is an ongoing concern for us both, and Bob is not that old, yet.

The afternoon of April 28th following his daily grooming

“There’s a limit to my patience when it comes to posing!”

During Comes’ good times, as when the above pictures were taken, we are still aware of his precarious health. Reinforcing that concern, early the next morning (29th), after a trip to the back yard, he had another spell. Before Comes’ breakfast, Rich was watching him in the family room, and suddenly Comes went over on his side, eyes open. Rich immediately took the few steps to reach him, knelt beside him, and said a brief prayer quietly in a low voice - while gently stroking his back. As before, within a minute Comes’ head popped up, and after laying there for just a couple of minutes, was up and ready for his breakfast. Whenever these spells occur, we wonder whether this is "it." We think that we are as prepared for his passing as anyone could be.

It is nice to have the time to sound off (responsibly).


www.getreligion.org

On Monday (28th) a “Get Religion” writer reported on the terrific piece “Young, Gay, and Married” in last Sunday’s New York Times. There were several comments posted, Rich’s being the eighteenth:
Richard T. Nolan says: I’m hopeful that the TIMES will encourage a follow-up among older gay couples who have been together for several decades. At 71, both “cradle” Episcopalians and one of us a retired clergyman, we’ll celebrate 53 years in September. Such a follow-up might correct the impression that same-sex commitments cannot last. Unfortunately, though, most long-term couples we’ve met are carrying baggage that keeps them closeted, a habit more than a necessity.”

It is a shame that Rev. Wright is fast losing any positive reputation for being a credible, prophetic minister who points to the gulf between God’s purposes and many societal idolatries. It is beginning to appear that he just loves the limelight, regardless of the consequences inflicted on his former parishioner Barack Obama. Some clergy do sell out to the seductive though remote possibility of becoming a celebrity via ill-timed, intemperate outspokenness. His “15 minutes of infamy” will cast him into the shadows of being a wannabe star who is stuck in the 1960s rather than an effective prophet who can see beyond his own narcissism.

Becky and Joe W. of CT joined us in our home and then for luncheon at the Breakers – in celebration (a week or so early) of Joe’s 70th birthday. They drove from Cocoa Beach, where they have a vacation condo. Joe and Bob spent their childhood together as CT neighbors; after graduating from high school together (both members of the National Honor Society), they were joined by Rich as freshmen at Trinity College, Hartford.

Add 69 more candles!

MAY

At this point we shall include a little less detail in this ongoing journal. Readers can clearly grasp that our life (including our thoughts and activities) as a committed couple is quite ordinary, not that we have consciously set out to live this way; it is just the normal path that evolved for us.

Perhaps the aspect that is not so commonplace is our current relationship with The Episcopal Church. On the one hand, we are very critical of, and disengaged from, many aspects of the Church that we believe are trendy, stagey, superstitious, excessive, pseudo-contemporary. The Church seems to have no inclination to recognize, reach out, and minister effectively to those whose faith has become toxic, people who hide within liturgical calendars and ceremonial as well as “club language.”

On the other hand, we are loyal to our evolving Church as a significant bearer of the fundamental Good News of Christ, and we have hopes for a re-emergence of what used to be called “low church” beliefs and traditions – at least as an option in decades to come - though sadly we will not see it. In any case, we are beneficiaries of our baptismal identity provided by Christ through his Episcopal Church.

We very much enjoyed a terrific 6 p.m. Compass gathering (2nd) of about 80 people of many circumstances in the exquisite Palm Beach home of Jim T. and Mark B. Afterwards, on impulse during our drive home, we briefly visited “Roosters.”

For the first time, Rich met a few of Bob’s bar acquaintances from his occasional Sunday evening outings. About 30 men, mostly in their 40s and older, sat around the large, rectangular bar. Some were clearly alone and lonely. One fellow, probably in his late 50s, at Rich’s left seemed to be very much by himself, so Rich tried to engage him in pleasantries. While somewhat responsive and very polite, he appeared to be extremely reserved. Probably he was some woman’s husband of many years, even a grandfather, who wrestles with his tragic mistake and thinks he is too late to develop an authentic life. Given all of his actual circumstances, he might be correct! As we arrived home just before 9 p.m., Rich “crashed” and was sound asleep within minutes!

HAPPY 13th BIRTHDAY TO COMES!
May 3, 2008

“There’s a limit to my patience when it comes to posing!”


The staff of the River Bridge Animal Hospital sent the above thoughtful card – with all of their signatures inside.

Comes’ 13th birthday was certainly not his happiest. His Tenno is sadly missing, and he is not feeling his best healthwise. We think that this shows in his expression in the above photo.


our first-in-decades homemade Betty Crocker Devil’s Food Cake (Mix) with Duncan Hines Whipped Easy-Spread Chocolate frosting! (4th)

Luncheon guests in our home Margot E., John R., and Herb S. provided three hours of great conversation and fellowship (6th).

A few days later: a spontaneous buffet luncheon at the Hilton was most enjoyable.

Photo was taken at the suggestion of a thoughtful waiter after lunch when he spotted the camera on our table.

Although we tried to contain Comes gently, he was so excited by our return that he had a longer than usual spell, but bounced back within minutes.


Prior to 1994 Rich was a member of the national Hemlock Society for many years.

a late morning accident in the westward lane of Forest Hill Blvd, just outside our River Bridge community
And, this was no longer the Southeast Florida “Season!” Such accidents are so common that they are not reported in the newspaper.

Having been successful at getting some treats handed to him during Sunday (11th) luncheon, Comes decided to pose from his spot beside the table! (The flooring does have a slight green tint.)

Advocate.com Poll (12th) – The Advocate is a national GLBT weekly newspaper also online with updates on a daily basis.

Results for the following question: Do you still practice the same religion your family did when you were growing up?

Yes
22%
No
78%
Total Votes: 754

Richard T. Nolan
Both age 71, my partner of 52 years and I are New England "cradle Episcopalians" - by choice, not habit. Although we dislike the current liturgical/ceremonial excesses and New Agey elements that have squeezed out simpler forms of worship and parish life, we continue to worship regularly during these retirement years in a very gay-friendly church in Lake Worth, Florida. Our parents, who had excellent marriages, included my Roman Catholic father - the other three being Episcopalians. My health being iffy at this point, we have already filed our funeral services with our FL parish. By the way, we are especially proud of the Episcopal Church's evolution on gay issues.

The hatred toward religion in general or a particular tradition dominated the above reported responses. Of course, there is the usual empty-headed “I am now ‘spiritual’” blather.

Clearly it will take at least decades for most GLBT people to consider becoming active participants in mainstream Christian Churches, sources of their persecution and of theological-philosophical oddities for centuries. Trust and credibility are major issues.

One wonders how these percentages compare to the population at large. In any case, until the Churches restate major doctrines now laden with, and distorted by, 4th century Greek-types of philosophy (e.g., the Trinity, grace, sin, Christ, atonement, etc.), people thinking in a 21st century context might find inviting only various peasant-level, customary rites of passage. (See the entry for May 24 for an example of “peasant religion.”)

After an early morning (14th) blood test at LabCorp, Rich read a different but relevant warning implying the need to rethink Christian doctrine; in the online New York Times in “The Neural Buddhists(by David Brooks)

In their arguments with Christopher Hitchens and Richard Dawkins, the faithful have been defending the existence of God. That was the easy debate. The real challenge is going to come from people who feel the existence of the sacred, but who think that particular religions are just cultural artifacts built on top of universal human traits. It’s going to come from scientists whose belief overlap a bit with Buddhism.

In unexpected ways, science and mysticism are joining hands and reinforcing each other. That’s bound to lead to new movements that emphasize self-transcendence but put little stock in divine law or revelation. Orthodox believers are going to have to defend particular doctrines and particular biblical teachings. They’re going to have to defend the idea of a personal God, and explain why specific theologies are true guides for behavior day to day. ... We’re in the middle of a scientific revolution. It’s going to have big cultural effects.

The Times writer did not even consider the significance of the Resurrection of Christ as an historical event, an act of God, but many “sophisticated” clergy and biblical scholars don’t these days, either.

Received on the 14th:

NEWS FROM HARTFORD SEMINARY • APRIL 2008 • VOL. XX • NO. 1

Canon Richard T. Nolan, '63 M.Div. and former faculty member, recently shared that he and his life partner, Robert C. Pingpank, received a Certificate of Appreciation from The Palm Beach County Chapter of the ACLU of Florida for "Exceptional Leadership and Devoted Community Service." The award was given at the ACLU's Annual Freedom Award Luncheon on February 24, 2008. Nolan and Pingpank have "served as powerful witnesses to the dignity of GLBT persons for over 50 years. They actively and publicly support the ACLU's GLBT project, fighting discrimination and shaping popular opinion through the courts, legislatures and education. As an Episcopal priest, Canon Nolan led many within the Episcopal Church USA to support the ordination of gay and lesbian clergy and the blessing of same-sex unions. Locally, he is a Founding Board Member of the Pride Chamber of Commerce of the Palm Beaches and an advisor to The Hemlock Society of Florida."

A surprise (16th)! Although the medication has helped Rich’s glaucoma a bit, he was told that it is necessary to continue it permanently in both eyes. He was startled to learn that the medication could have the side effect of changing his eye color from blue to brown. He was somewhat disappointed and reflected on his lack of indifference to the coming change. His paternal grandfather, his father, and he have had the same blue color. At the drugstore the pharmacist confirmed the likelihood of the side effect, and she added, “And, your eyes are such a beautiful blue!” Oh, well, in the scheme of things, it is very minor – at most an issue of self- recognition and vanity.

Our housekeeper told us (17th) that she spotted Comes sitting in the living room (Comes’ view below) while staring at the large 1996 photograph of Tenno and himself. This is rather remarkable, because Comes has generally been indifferent to mirrors and pictures – even most images on television. He continues to long for his companion in such human-like ways

Palm Beach Post - Understanding Christianity' forum, approximately 6:30 p.m. Saturday, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. The Rev. Paul A. Rasmus, rector, will lead a discussion of "Risking Interventions in Someone's Life." The forum will be preceded at 6 p.m. by a service of evening prayer, with Communion from the reserved sacrament and optional laying-on-of-hands for healing. Call (561) 582-6609.

Fr. Paul chose to sit in the congregation during the Service and afterwards led an excellent forum for the fourteen in attendance. He pointed out that all addictions (whether to substances, to other people, work, to “doing good,” etc.) are spiritual idolatries, regardless of their personal origins. He also described the intervention processes for substance abuse – especially alcohol. Paul cited the need for self-care on the part of all individuals, so that their well-being is given due attention.

Rich mentioned that the Church needs to find ways of addressing or intervening among churchfolks addicted to “doing good.” We tend to praise all “doing good” activities, even when they appear obsessive and damaging to the do-gooder’s familial and other relationships; “good works junkies” might need interventions of some sort, too. “Rescuers” are but one example of such addicts.

For much of Sunday afternoon (18th) Danielle and Matthew K. shared lunch and conversation in our home. The president of Trinity College had introduced us a few months ago at the annual Palm Beach gathering of alumni. Like us, they have been together since their first year at Trinity; they are now age 25. They will soon be off to Virginia Seminary and, for Danielle, a neighboring college of graphic design to complete her own graduate studies. What an absolutely delightful couple! I hope that we will be able to keep in touch. Rich showed Matthew his newish set of (traditional) liturgical stoles and offered them to him when he is set for ordination. (Rich would be nearing 75 and probably have less use for his own set of stoles. Having Matthew take them would mean a lot to us.) They both have a bright personal and professional life ahead!

We are astounded that Senator Obama has been criticized for his poise and overall excellence. Yet, it is part of the contemporary American tendency to embrace the lowest common (i.e., the “Bubba factor”) denominator as the cultural standard - in the name of democracy, inclusivity, and magnanimity. We are mindful of the significant book written several years ago Resentment Against Achievement. Bubba may indeed be a Saint and an excellent citizen, but to require candidates for national political leadership to trumpet “Bubbaness” is ridiculous. Not everyone is fit for all roles in all vocations.

Should Obama be accused of elitism because he worked his way “up” and graduated from Columbia University and Harvard Law School? Should he be trivialized because he does not adjust his “accent” to every assembly he addresses? As noted in an article on FINDLAW, “Ironically, in this context, is the fact that the word "elite" comes from the Latin word eligere – meaning ‘to elect.’ To paraphrase typical dictionary definitions, the elite are considered the best, the wealthiest, the select few who exercise authority. ‘Elitism" is rule or leadership by an elite, be they in charge by merit or merely because they have the power.”

Related: Obama is indeed an “aristocrat” – a member of the aristocracy in its meaning “government by the citizens deemed to be best qualified to lead.” Yes, the man has earned “class” [which the current president does not display in any way, despite his Yale and Harvard education along with his family’s heritage].

Rich’s quarterly appointment (19th) with his endocrinologist resulted in some medication changes as well as instructions to lose the 6 pounds he has gained in the past half year. He had anticipated as much. It seemed almost unfair that such a relatively small weight gain (from the types of foods he had splurged on) resulted in poorer blood test results. Given the next two weeks’ plans, it was doubtful that any weight would be lost until June!

Beautiful magnolias were blooming (19th) in the front yard.

Notice the bee on the right.

Rich receives (via his Google News subscription) notices of worldwide newspaper and magazine articles that mention the Episcopal Church. One such (19th) is this:
Uganda: Church of Uganda Steps Farther Away Over Gays     AllAfrica.com - Washington, USA

He read the article on Uganda and submitted a comment.
We realize that most of the continent of Africa is clearly against all expressions of homosexuality. However, we do wonder whether the "Global South" as a whole has an accurate understanding of same-sex orientation. Please allow me to suggest that you visit www.nolan-pingpank.com (intended as a very decent and family-friendly website) as one example of a same-sex, male home. Also, in the non-commercial, educational website www.philosophy-religion.org there are a number of scholarly articles in the ALL HANDOUTS section that might be illuminating. We realize that the cultural settings of Uganda and elsewhere are such that same-sex relationships are abhorrent and repulsive. Perhaps these two online resources might present an alternative viewpoint.

The website’s hits rose significantly for the next few days, and there was one posted rebuke. I cannot understand how "The Church" which it is not, can go against the scriptures (sic), so as to be politically correct. It's easy, love the person hate the sin, now all the sinner has to do is repent.

Rich response was published, too:
This is not a matter of "political correctness." Nonetheless, it is an issue as difficult to explore and consider faithfully as were issues of the Copernican Revolution and insights from Galileo, who also were Christians. Furthermore, like abortion, family planning, assisted death for the terminally ill, etc., there will always be at least two interpretations provided by faithful, "Bible-believing" Christians around the world. The very approach to, and applications of, biblical studies by faithful Christians is not uniform and never have been - as evident in the Book of Acts. I suspect that even among biblical literalists there are many differences on matters related to Scripture. The Word of God within Scripture is Christ himself; that is different from the claim that all biblical sentences are the "words of God." A major challenge for us is how we faithful Christians can agree to differ, even when we are "Bible believing."

A gathering of about thirty retired Episcopal clergy, their spouses, widowers, and widows was held at the Duncan Center in Delray Beach (20th). Although the 11 a.m. presentation by a Roman Catholic psychologist was pretty awful from our viewpoint (and at least one colleague; she admitted in a near whisper to the inclusion of much eastern mysticism, which can be very destructive), the Eucharist following in the chapel and luncheon were most pleasant. We had ample opportunity to talk with Bishop Schofield and Bishop Frade as well as table companion the Rev. Dr. Stuart Hoke (recently retired from Trinity Parish, NYC, a veteran of 9/11).


Calvin O. Schofield, Jr. Chapel


conference center for the presentation and the luncheon


After the Eucharist a widow chats with Bishop Frade; Bishop Schofield’s wife Elaine (right) is about to leave.


At luncheon: Bob’s back in the foreground, Rich’s vacant seat, and newly retired Dr. Hoke on the right.

Asked for a comment, Rich wrote, On hand were about thirty of "all sort and conditions" of retired, lay and ordained, women and men gathered in relaxed fellowship. Senior couples, singles, widowers, and widows heard a presentation on wellness by a Roman Catholic psychologist. Bishop Schofield celebrated and offered a touching homily as various English and Spanish accents blended in Eucharistic harmony. At an amply supplied luncheon Bishops Frade and Schofield greeted us "senior citizens" who, at a half dozen or so tables, clearly had congenial conversations flowing! The substance of Anglican diversity and its Eucharistic unity was wonderfully represented in the three hours together. The "among friends" atmosphere was clear!


94°F
Mostly Sunny
as of 4:40 PM

Too hot for mid-May! Temperature was a bit higher a few hours earlier.

Rich took an online political quiz; the results:

ACCORDING TO YOUR ANSWERS,

The political group that agrees with you most is...

CENTRIST

CENTRISTS espouse a "middle ground" regarding government control of the economy and personal behavior. Depending on the issue, they sometimes favor government intervention and sometimes support individual freedom of choice. Centrists pride themselves on keeping an open mind, tend to oppose "political extremes," and emphasize what they describe as "practical" solutions to problems.

The RED DOT on the Chart shows where you fit on the political map.

 

Bob took the same test:

ACCORDING TO YOUR ANSWERS,

The political group that agrees with you most is...

CENTRIST

CENTRISTS espouse a "middle ground" regarding government control of the economy and personal behavior. Depending on the issue, they sometimes favor government intervention and sometimes support individual freedom of choice. Centrists pride themselves on keeping an open mind, tend to oppose "political extremes," and emphasize what they describe as "practical" solutions to problems.

The RED DOT on the Chart shows where you fit on the political map.

In the June edition:




click to enlarge

We watched “Sicko” (23rd) attentively. It raises all sorts of questions about our national economic philosophy and health care policies – plus the credibility of the federal government and trustworthiness of the health care industry. As noted above, we are both centrists and not ready to jump rashly to a pro- or anti- position on anything. Yet, an indefinite suspension of belief can prevent responsible citizenship.

In any case, we again realized not only how fortunate we are with our health care insurance from our State of Connecticut retirement benefits, but also how too many individuals’ quiet desperation about their medical care is beneath the aspirations of a truly great nation. Reform is needed. Perhaps President Obama will be able to help! [One of Frank Kirkpatrick’s chapters (“The Economic Order”) in Living Issues In Ethics is pertinent: www.philosophy-religion.org/living/12.pdf]

Although collegial friends with our diocesan bishop here, we differ with him - and perhaps the majority of Episcopal clergy - about the nature of “peasant religion.” For example –
South Florida Sun-Sentinel.com - Pompano Beach:
Blessing of the Fleet event set today along the Intracoastal     May 24, 2008

Boaters can have their vessels blessed during the Blessing of the Fleet event today as part of the city's centennial events series.

The Rev. Leo Frade, bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of Southeast Florida, will sprinkle holy water to wish safe passage and a plentiful catch at St. Martin's Episcopal Church, 140 SE28th Ave.

Boaters should line up at 2:45 p.m. just south of the Hillsboro Inlet. They will be escorted to the church along the Intracoastal by the Broward Sheriff's Office's Marine Unit and Coast Guard Auxiliary. Frade then will head to the Hillsboro Inlet to bless the fishing charter boats.

The ceremony will begin at 3 p.m. There also will be a pirate-themed party featuring nautical-themed arts and crafts, and a bounce house.
A few days later the Roman Pope added his wizardry to the newspapers by blessing bikers. Such “blessings” are superstitious rubbish – whether done by a primitive tribe’s shaman or a contemporary religious functionary!

 

Severe storms along with a tornado warning arrived during late Saturday afternoon (24th) of the Memorial Day weekend; on our way to church we both predicted a very low attendance; we were right! Nevertheless, the dozen-plus-one of us worshiped spiritedly. As the Palm Beach Post noted the next morning:

POWER OUTAGES, HAIL, WIND STRIKE COUNTY - Saturday, May 24, 2008
Thousands of people lost electricity, hail the size of golf balls pounded Delray Beach and a 52-mph wind gust was measured at Palm Beach International Airport during a downright nasty Saturday afternoon soaked with wind and rain. Severe thunderstorms left about 8,500 customers without power throughout South Florida.

However, the boats did get their magic in Pompano Beach, just south of our County.

 

OUR 71st BIRTHDAY WEEK

SUNDAY, MAY 25

(Below) Café Boulud, Palm Beach, celebrating Bob’s birthday two days early, so that we could have their wonderful Belgian Waffles.

the main entrance to the Brazilian Court, home of Café Boulud

To the left of the entrance to the Brazilian Court, our table was located at the first (l-r) of the three windows.

view from our table

THE Belgian Waffles topped with a bourbon banana walnut compote plus sausages!

The waiter thoughtfully brought Bob a birthday candle and inscribed Happy Birthday plate with his dessert of bread pudding and vanilla ice cream.

While returning to the car, we noticed another building marked “gym” across the street. Rich confessed to Bob that as he was looking in the large gym windows, he wondered what the two gray-haired old ladies were doing in there on a Sunday. They turned out to be our reflections in an interior mirror! Much laughter!

MONDAY, MAY 26

Nick & Johnnie’s, Palm Beach

We were Ray’s guests for a birthday (note the balloons!) luncheon at Nick & Johnnie’s - reopened under new ownership. On the way home we stopped to do an errand, and both balloons swooshed out a car door; Bob watched them ascend close together until, as little dots, they went into a cloud. Romantic!

Our server Taylor, new to the staff, was excellent in every way!

TUESDAY, MAY 27th

After breakfast on his 71st birthday!

After the morning walk; Comes looks up to Bob in so many ways!


Luncheon at Hilton’s Veranda Restaurant as guests of Jo and Ann

plexiglas encased memorial collage made by Jo & Ann and given to us as a birthday present


(front)


(back)

WEDNESDAY 28TH AND THURSDAY 29TH

As planned well in advance, we were grounded both days for the resurfacing of the roads within our Egret Nest neighborhood.


from Rich’s study

FRIDAY, MAY 30th


Before breakfast on his 71st birthday!

Temple Orange – Ritz Carlton, Palm Beach

Temple Orange extends into an outdoor terrace - not our preference.

We both ordered a Palm Beach BLT (with “burned” bacon) and garden salad.
Palm Beach BLT - Turkey Breast, Applewood Smoked Bacon, Lettuce & Tomato, Multi-Grain Toast”

with our complimentary birthday desserts (and candles)!
Tiramisu - Espresso Soaked Ladyfingers, Marscarpone Cheese, Cocoa Dust
Vanilla Crème Brûlée - Mango Salsa, Almond Biscotti

Our dessert plates were chocolate-inscribed with “Happy Birthday”!


To complete the day, flowers arrived from Roberta, Randy, Jessica, and Emily!

SATURDAY, MAY 31st

Rich and Comes slept “late” – Rich until 5:30 a.m., and Comes to 6! Bob was on his feet as usual at 7.

Beneath the week’s joys was our ongoing concern for Comes. We wondered whether he was dreaming images of Tenno and awakened to not find Tenno anywhere. How can a dog distinguish between the “reality” of dreamt images and everyday reality? It still seems so unfair for him to have been the victim of both life-threatening heart disease and the bewildering circumstances related to his life companion. Yet, he does not seem to be in physical pain, just the nuisance of his related, hacking cough accompanying his congestive heart failure.

Moreover, he seems to have some genuine enjoyment each day, especially his walk with Bob. Nonetheless, he also appears to distance himself from us a bit, or at least vacillate; he is certainly not the ever cuddly dog – and all but abandoned his morning hugs with Rich in the recliner.

Perhaps it is too difficult for him to jump into the recliner, or perhaps it is more difficult for him to breathe easily while being cuddled or lying in a bed; most of the time he chooses to sleep on the hallway tiles or the thin rug in the east bedroom’s foyer. In any case, even humans in their most unwell, senior days tend to withdraw, or vacillate, a bit. Our goal is, in the vet’s words, to “keep him happy.”


We were Trish’s birthday guests at Amici’s in Palm Beach.


Bob’s birthday dessert – after the “Lasagna of the Day” - lamb


Rich’s birthday dessert – also after the “Lasagna of the Day” - lamb


an attractive park diagonally across the street from Amici’s

May’s agenda was much fuller than we had anticipated, but the month was a fine one, except for Comes’ condition at age 13 (in human terms: 7 X 13 = 91). We have embarked on our 72nd year! Both of us anticipated a rather quiet month ahead.

JUNE

HURRICANE SEASON BEGINS (1st)! We are as fully prepared as possible: the whole house generator tests itself weekly; sufficient food is on hand, and now it is up to the laws of nature!

We reviewed our “A Lament At Age 70” to determine whether at 71 we want to modify any of them. Two come to mind, not for revision, but for emphasis.

“# 21 - We are always surprised with each step downwards with regard to public manners.”

“#24 - We are saddened by the continuing dumbing down of the United States population, which as a whole seems to cater to prevailing bottom-of-the-barrel benchmarks. Our civilization has set aside the virtues of initiative, perseverance, conscientiousness, excellence, personal initiative and responsibility, and genuine achievement - along with fundamental polish and grace.”

One glaring example is CNN (as well as MSNBC) which began years ago as a no-nonsense resource for up-to-the-minute news. We have noticed that various panels and discussions are marred by excessive rudeness; men and women interrupt and talk at and over each other. This leaves viewers unable to sort out many of the views being exchanged; one often hears just loud babble. Furthermore, CNN and similar programs aim some entertaining programs at Bubba, who is an unlikely viewer. Another illustration is the TODAY SHOW, which clearly encourages awful screeching by visitors during introductions to their open-air segments. Such behaviors reinforce the acceptability of bad manners by, and the dumbing down of, the United States.

We emailed (3rd) a congratulatory note to a good friend who is about to celebrate 30 years as a priest. “Congratulations from both of us on your 30th anniversary month of your ordination as a priest! These milestones do give pause for reflection. As annoyed as I get with aspects of the Church's evolution, I firmly hold to our shared commitment to our ordination vows, our Prayer Book, and our canons. Though not one for much ceremony, I have never put on a stole lightly, but with affectionate reverence for the Office and my gratitude for being allowed to participate. Get ready for your 40th, which will arrive ever so quickly!”

Rich recalled his own 40th priestly anniversary.

Friend Vance O. drove from his home in Mexico for a visit to his Alabama family and various people in this Florida region. We were very pleased to host him (3rd) for luncheon (our main meal) and catch up. Vance was the founding convener of Integrity-Palm Beach.

Having slept his usual 6 hours (supplemented during the day) (5th), Rich got up at 3 a.m. and was amazed to be greeted by Comes soon afterwards. He gave Rich that stare; sure enough, he needed to poop/pee. He was also quite thirsty, but seemed disinterested in a light breakfast (in which his crucial medicines are placed). Rich then awakened Bob, who confirmed that Comes needed a quick butt-wash (which had to be repeated in a few hours). By spreading out his breakfast on a plate, Bob got him to finish eating. Bob returned to bed, Rich to the morning news via computer, and Comes to sleep again. Such is the irregular, loving care of an old dog with congestive heart failure!

June 5, 2008 Op-Ed Contributor
from “Lessons of the Magnolia Tree” by KERRY KENNEDY
“As an adult, I recognize that the lessons my father taught us children mirrored the beliefs he wanted the nation to embrace — that we must build a system of justice which enjoys the confidence of all sides; that peace is not something to pray for, but something everyone has the responsibility to create every day; and that we must muster the courage to face the truth about ourselves as well as those we consider our enemies.

In this matter, Kerry Kennedy (author of the essay excerpted above, concerning her father Robert’s assassination forty years ago) is a better theologian than most clergy! Today we hear “pray for (this), pray for (that)” as if humans have little or no responsibility for the evolution of history (or even the development of our individual lives). Irresponsible and magical thinking as well as a failure to thank God for the Creator’s gift of human free-will (imago dei) and responsibility seems to dominate church life! Genuine prayer is far more significant than these trivializations.

Combine this sort of nonsense with a belief system contaminated by, and apparently stuck with, too many 4th century Greek-like philosophical notions foreign to the mind of Christ plus more people better educated in the liberal (freeing) arts and sciences, and we might better understand the relegating of Christianity to mere ceremonial moments. (See next item.)

 

If one were to need an example of peasant religion and a desperation for relevance, check this out:

“ELEVATOR BLESSING AT CHRIST EPISCOPAL - FRIDAY, JUNE 6, 2008 (MINNESOTA)

Christ Episcopal Church of xxxxx will bless its newly installed elevator on Saturday, June 14 at 5 p.m. The evening will start off with a spaghetti meal with a free will offering accepted. Also there will be a silent auction held for the opportunities to be one of the first individuals to ride the elevator. The money will go toward the construction costs. Some of the bidding categories are: first individual, first household, first youth or youngster, and group. Nancy xxxxx and Jeshua xxxxx will act as the masters of ceremonies during the evening events. The Rev. xxxxx will officiate the blessing ceremonies. All current and past friends of the church are encouraged to attend.”

The new elevator will no doubt be very useful, especially to handicapped persons like Rich, but to welcome it with wizardry? One wonders how these saints would welcome a newly installed toilet! microwave oven! fire extinguisher! etc. Puck was indeed correct!

Later in the month on the tv news we howled at a video segment of a small group praying at a gas station with a request to the Creator to lower gas prices! We Christians just don’t get it – how ridiculous so many of us are in the eyes of normal, thinking people.


a view above the partition from our luncheon (6th) table at Legal Sea Food


Partial window view from our table; “the Harriet” is the building on the right; its picture is placed below with June 21st.


Saturday, June 7th - 5:00 pm
50TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE RELIGION DEPARTMENT
CELEBRATION AND RECEPTION
In response to a request for a comment for this event, Rich wrote the following:

If my recollections are on target, in 1955 I arrived as a Trinity freshman, the inaugural academic year of the College’s Department of Religion with a new faculty member Dr. Edmond Cherbonnier. Headed toward ordination and teaching since the third grade, I had been advised by some Massachusetts diocesan mentors to avoid religion courses; they counseled that post-baccalaureate, Episcopal theological studies would be adequate for my education.

For my first semester, I registered for the usual types of courses; however, not only was I bored to death, but also I was in an evolving, perhaps dangerous, relationship with a classmate I had met at the September orientation picnic. With befuddled heart and mind, I achieved academic probation and was determined to take at least one course I might enjoy during the second semester. I enrolled in “Judaeo-Christian Sources of Western Culture,” the beginning of my gradual intellectual rehabilitation.

In subsequent semesters I completed five additional courses (including a seminar and tutorial) with Dr. Cherbonnier and three with Dr. Theodor Mauch, who arrived at the beginning my junior year; the latter’s “Major Motifs of Biblical Thought” was taken with my partner, a math-physics-education major. For him, this course stimulated a life-long interest in the academic study of religion. There was no religion major at the time; a philosophy-religion-education major was worked out for me, an interrelated interest that continued. I must add that the countless office hours (always course-related) provided by Professor Cherbonnier far exceeded what I ever offered my own students.

On one occasion, I discovered Laurie Cherbonnier riding her tricycle on a Vernon Street sidewalk; her home was close by. I asked her what her daddy did at the College. She replied in a matter-of- fact manner, “He teaches the boys how to think.” Especially through the religion courses, Trinity did indeed succeed in liberating both my heart and mind. Then and since, I have constantly applied academic insights from religious studies. From my associations with both religion professors, and others, Trinity significantly influenced my personal and professional life. In a real way, the rest of my schooling was a footnote to Trinity and its Department of Religion.

Over the years I have met a number of departmental faculty and have had the benefit of Dr. Frank Kirkpatrick’s collegiality. As well, I have remained in touch with Dr. Cherbonnier for this half century. Additionally, it has been our pleasure to visit with President Jones in New York and at a few alumni gatherings in Palm Beach County.

We regret very much that at the moment, traveling is somewhat difficult for me, and we cannot be on hand. In any case, please accept sincere congratulations to the Department on its 50th anniversary from a profoundly grateful alumnus and, as well, from my partner Robert C. Pingpank ’59!
Dick Nolan ’59
[The Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan, Ph.D.]

ACUTE SADNESS AGAIN

Comes on his 13th birthday – May 3, 2008 (photo by Bob)
[One can detect the sadness in Comes’ expression two months after Tenno’s death.]

COMES   May 3, 1995 – June 7, 2008

Comes was exactly the same age (7th) as Tenno, when Tenno died in March. About the same 4 p.m. hour as when his soul mate died, Comes became a bit less well but with familiar symptoms.

Just after 9:20 p.m. Comes fell over in the bathroom as he hesitantly toured the east bedroom suite. Bob was with him as was Rich 10 seconds later. He howled awfully – never to be forgotten, then briefly stood unsteadily, and lay down again - this time with his head resting on a paw, a favorite position in recent months. With both of us gently stroking him, within moments he became unconscious and died.

We learned authoritatively on Monday that a “howl of death” from a dying dog is not uncommon.

Tenno had died at age 13, 1 month and 4 days. Comes, his younger half-brother, also died at age 13, 1 month and 4 days. Remarkable!

We telephoned ahead and took his body to the 24-hour emergency vet hospital recommended by (our vet) Dr. Fox’s answering machine. This time Bob drove, and Rich held Comes in a towel, his little face showing with eyes open – as had been the case with Tenno. The staff was most supportive in every way and charged nothing. On Monday we transported Comes’ refrigerated body in a heavy cardboard coffin from the emergency facility to our own vet’s for the same care Tenno’s body received. In appreciation for the weekend care, we made a small donation to the new building being constructed for the emergency facility, which was being expanded to the largest animal hospital in the state.

It was difficult getting to sleep Saturday, but we managed a full night’s less than tranquil rest.

The next day (Sunday 8th), different from every day for the past 13 years in our home, began with Rich not arising until 6 and Bob just before 7. Every moment felt different. We were sad, and there were tears (then and many days afterwards), yet we were relieved that Comes would not have to continue living with his declining mental, emotional, and physical deterioration. But, he was gone. We were now the only residents of our home. Death and its effects often feel surreal.

Pictures of Tenno and Comes [and Will (a former pet now age 7 and living in Kansas for the past four years)] are throughout the house. Our computers’ screensavers randomly display some of the hundreds stored on their hard drives. Along with many ceramic and other Cavalier figures, they remain wonderful reminders.

Upon further reflection, we realized that we were beginning a new, unsought chapter, one that would involve just abiding mutual care-giving; our four parents and now our beloved pets are no longer in our care. Retired, Rich is not on call for providing pastoral care. We became conscious of this new reality, that only our needs as a couple would govern the primary flow of each day. At age 71, with our health consideration, this awareness is very prudent.

Our major hope for ourselves crystallized in favor of a span of time free from crises - a possibly rare period of life for an elderly couple to live and love with some rather carefree leisure – with a ready embrace for those who are genuine “neighbors(certainly not in the impersonal, boundless, Franciscan sense). Nevertheless, for the time being, there is real grief for our little friend and family member, and for his Tenno.


Comes in 1995, his birth year


Comes’ flag (8th). In the future we plan to fly Tenno, Comes, and Will’s flags on their birthdays.

June 9th in THE ADVOCATE
Results for the following question: DO YOU PLAN ON GETTING MARRIED IN CALIFORNIA?
Yes
43.3%
No
26.7%
Undecided
14.2%
Does not apply
15.8%

Comments:
Richard T. Nolan
As retired Florida residents in our 70s, there would be no transferable benefit. At this point in our 53 years together, we have no interest in having a marriage ceremony anywhere unless legal benefits would result. (We've already had an Episcopal Church liturgy celebrating our decades as a couple.)

After an errand (11th) at CityPlace, we lunched at the adjacent Cheesecake Factory. Bob’s timing was perfect; our 11:30 arrival was such that we had begun eating as about 200 people from a convention poured in the door. The staff was anticipating their arrival.


from our booth


Also from our booth; seating on the outdoor patio was unappealing, because of the heat. Macy’s is across the street with a corner entrance.


From the car window; as we headed home, we noticed that a cleansing chemical was at work in the Kravis Center’s decorative pool. Looked like the cleaning agent sometimes placed in toilet bowls.


The forecasted luncheon rain was arriving; we headed right into it.

The next morning (12th) we took some of the dogs’ items to the local Peggy Adams Animal Rescue League. They were received sensitively and appreciatively.

Later in the day we received a message from London (excerpted): “We would very much appreciate a copy of the photograph of yourself with your partner to be able to use in an exhibition of gay Christians that we are putting together for display on our stall in the Market Place.” Lesbian and Gay Christian Movement, Oxford House, Derbyshire Street, London, E2 6HG, UK. Gladly done!

As in the past, without warning, on Thursday the too familiar, excruciating stomach pain set in for Rich, this time about 5 p.m. The previous attack was January 23rd, and the time before that September 21st (2007). There were four such incidents in 2006, the May event of that year requiring a 911 hospitalization – the second hospitalization for this problem.

With our discovered home remedy (utilizing a double dose of a prescribed, non-narcotic painkiller), it was brought to a tolerable level, but this time lasted for just an hour - with a coerced groan with each breath.

It takes a few days of puzzling fatigue to recover completely. No trigger that we are sure of. No medical verdict after May's (2006) extensive testing while hospitalized.

Unfortunately, some severe nausea and chills accompanied the concluding minutes, and the rest of the evening was truly wiped out with exhaustion. In fact, though, this second such event so far in 2008 was actually an improvement, in terms of pain severity and duration.

Effects of the attack, including elevated blood glucose readings, lingered through bedtime Sunday. We wish we understood the physiology of these episodes – but not enough to ask for more testing! We speculated that it might have been brought on, at least in part, by Comes’ death as its full reality set in, but prior to the previous attacks there had been nothing sad or stressful.

After Rich’s Friday afternoon nap, Bob broke the news of Tim Russert’s death. Mr. Russert was one of Rich’s few contemporary heroes, and he most always watched “Meet The Press.” Surprising himself, Rich shed some tears. He felt that Mr. Russert was one of the few genuinely truthful and trustworthy political analysts and news commentators. And, now 13 years our junior – an untimely death! Furthermore, an immersed practitioner of an informed Irish/Roman-Catholicism, Russert more than any prelate or Jesuit injected a spirit of respect for his religious predilections, given his extraordinary life. "Family and faith," Russert's colleague and friend Tom Brokaw writes in his own words for PEOPLE, "were the foundations of his life." We couldn’t agree more with those priorities!

It is wonderful that at this time in history people in the United States can define “family” authentically for themselves, if they care to.

From Rich (Saturday the 14th): A certitude we’d rather ignore. Many months after Dad died, Mom asked me with deep feeling, “Why did Dad have to die that way?” – diabetes, full-blown Alzheimer’s, and so on. “He was such a good man,” she protested. And, he was only 69. Knowing that I did not have the kind of reply she would probably prefer, I resurrected a bumper-sticker shaped sign that one of my mature nursing students had made and given me during the unit on dying and death. It said simply “Shit Happens!” Taking her hand, I gently set the sign in front of Mom, who immediately said with eyes widely opened, “I could never say that!” (Mom had been born in Boston.) We then had a brief, warm conversation about the Book of Job. For her, it was probably not a very satisfying chat. Trusting the Creator when the very laws of nature oppress the innocent is sometimes hard to do.

There are varieties of grief, sometime accompanied by fear. Tenno and Comes’ deaths have indeed been very sad for us. Our periodic tears continue. The loss of Tim Russert, while not personal, was sorrowful for me, with some tears, because he was a rare public figure I have admired so much. The stomach attack was very distressing plus fearful, because each time it happens, I wonder whether this is it and how Bob will be impacted.

We continue to live responsibly and unremarkably. No matter: for us, too, “Shit Happens!” Losses, grief, fears, negative events that affect loved ones – it is part of what we human beings experience whether Saints or sinners. Come to think of it, grief was a significant part of Jesus’ life, too.

On Sunday morning (15th) Bob stopped his bicycle ride within River Bridge to greet a Tricolor Cavalier (the same breed as Tenno and Comes) he had never seen before. The owner, when in the community, usually walks his dogs at 5 a.m., he said. Most strangely, the Cavalier walked directly to Bob, jumped up on his rear legs, looked at Bob directly in the eyes and, without motion, hugged Bob while laying his cheek on Bob’s leg. What to make of that!? It felt uncanny.

At last on Monday morning (16th) Rich’s blood glucose score was acceptable! This stomach episode lasted from late Thursday afternoon through Monday - 4 days of fatigue.

From last month’s journal segment: “Rich’s quarterly appointment (19th) with his endocrinologist resulted in some medication changes as well as instructions to lose the 6 pounds he has gained in the past half year. He had anticipated as much. It seemed almost unfair that such a relatively small weight gain (from the types of foods he had splurged on) resulted in poorer blood test results. Given the next two weeks’ plans, it was doubtful that any weight would be lost until June!” As after other stomach events, weight loss is a positive consequence; by mid-June Rich had lost the weight gain!

Now and then, Rich re-reads his INTJ information (special attention to the brief “Career” section) and the BLIK material. They bring to mind that his own deeply held convictions are formulated and perceived according to his “wiring” plus his (blik) “assumed epistemological-metaphysical-emotional set, acquired by learning, and by which (he) interprets existence.” We do not have the capacity for God-like Knowledge.

An INTJ blogger advises, “Chances are that little that you ever say or do will make any significant difference. Wanting to change the world for the better is a worthy aim of youth, but it will only lead to disillusionment if carried too far into adult life. And anyway let’s be logical and realistic -- how many people ever really do make a significant difference ?” In other words, lighten up!

We picked up (19th) Comes’ cremains and with glum hearts brought them home. Bob drove and Rich shed some tears as he held the little wooden chest on his lap – where, when he was a puppy, Comes was usually held by Rich.


the same type of chest as Tenno’s

We received a number of thoughtful condolences via cards and e-mails when Comes died. Those who have, or have had, beloved pets know what a wonder they are and that their deaths are felt more deeply than those of many a human’s passing.


Tenno (l) and Comes’ (r) white, ceramic paw prints in our curio cabinet were thoughtfully provided by our vet.

Louise M., a friend of Karen B. (Will’s breeder and a longtime “Cavalier friend”), picked up (21st) all the doggy items (crates, door gates, and so on) that we have used over the years. We had a lovely visit and were happy that Tenno and Comes’ effects will be of continued usefulness. A few items were also shared with neighbors Eileen and Richard, who have a new puppy.


plexiglas encased memorial collages from by Jo & Ann

June 21, 2008 West Palm Beach

The Stonewall Ball on June 21 at the Harriet Himmel Theater celebrated that historic moment in 1969, while honoring the gay rights advocacy movements of today. The yearly event connects gay and lesbian people with our elected officials.

This year the ballroom was decorated in a US Colonial theme. The event featured live entertainment, a silent auction and dancing. The three-course patron dinner preceding the event, began with a cocktail hour at 6 p.m. A special presentation accompanied the dinner as Compass recognized the winner of the Leadership Award.

The silent auction was held from 6 to 10 p.m., and featured a variety of gifts from local retailers. Guests were encouraged, though not required, to dress in 18th century US colonial attire. As usual, we chose suits. We do not “do” black tie – ever.


daytime photo of “the Harriet” (taken on the 6th from our table at Legal Sea Food)

Dreamlike – after the sumptuous meal on the second floor’s Patron Dinner, we cautiously walked down the staircase and sat ringside at the dance floor. The initial slow dancing provided about a half hour that allowed us to have our annual, nostalgic dance together. There was a period in Connecticut when we went dancing every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night!

But, then, out of the blue we were called forward by name (with announced years together) over the loudspeaker to have a special dance, initially for just us – with flash bulbs popping at us from every direction. The press was on hand. Our 53 years together is a bit of a public novelty. Being at the center of attention is flattering, but uncomfortable for two old introverts! Yet, to help break through the usual stereotypes of gay men, we are always glad to come forward.

We took our seats again, and so many marvelous people (including some of the guest government officials) came by for a brief chat. Three fellow parishioners from St. Andrew’s were also on hand.

All went well until we had arrived home, and Rich underwent a brief, chemical whatever. His glucose level was all right, but whatever this episode was, it was over within twenty minutes. Then, a good night’s sleep!

ringside


partial view (about 25%) of the dance floor prior to the dancing

West Palm Beach Mayor Lois Frankel and fellow dancer

SUCH A SURPRISE IN THE MORNING!

2B     THE PALM BEACH POST     SUNDAY, JUNE 22, 2008

ANNUAL DANCE ACKNOWLEDGES GAY ADVANCES
by Jane Musgrave Palm Beach Post Staff Writer

WEST PALM BEACH — Fred Zrinscak vaguely remembers hearing about the Stonewall uprising, a three-day clash in New York City that most agree was the catalyst for the gay rights movement.

Zrinscak, after all, had other things on his mind on June 28, 1969, when gays and lesbians surprised themselves and police by protesting what was a typical raid of a gay bar in those days.

"I was in Vietnam," the 60-year-old West Palm Beach man explained.

Standing in a white tuxedo at The Harriet Himmel Theater in CityPlace Saturday night, Zrinscak joined about 350 gays, lesbians, politicians and community leaders to celebrate the changes that have occurred since the raid at The Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village.

Looking back, he said there's no denying that the riots were a turning point.

"I'd like to see things change more quickly," he said. "But there's just so much you can legislate, you still have to have societal change."

But to live in a society in which gays and lesbians can gather in their finery and share food, drinks, chit-chat and war stories with community leaders is breathtaking, said the Rev. Richard Nolan, 71, of suburban West Palm Beach.

"This kind of event is beyond of what we would have even dreamed of," said Nolan, a retired Episcopal priest.

Forty years ago, he and his partner of 53 years, Robert Pingpank, built a house with two apartments so their employers wouldn't know they were gay, he said.

Scott Fox, executive director of the gay and lesbian agency Compass, said the annual event is an opportunity for the gay and lesbian community to reach out to local power brokers.

"It's a more politically themed event to connect our community with local elected officials," he said.
Tax Collector Ann Gannon; outgoing state Rep. Susan Bucher, who is running for elections supervisor; West Palm Beach Mayor Lois Frankel; and former West Palm Beach City Commissioner Kimberly Mitchell, who is running for reelection, were all expected.

With a constitutional amendment to ban same-sex marriage on the November ballot, many noted that much work remains to be done.

"I think it's horrible," Bucher said of the proposed amendment. "I think it will be voted down."

LAMBDA LEGAL IN MIAMI

“Janice Langbehn and Lisa Pond were taking their three children on a cruise. But before they could depart, Lisa suddenly collapsed and was rushed to Jackson Memorial Hospital in Miami. At the hospital, Janice was told that she was in an antigay city and state. For the next eight hours, Janice begged the hospital to let her and the children see Lisa. Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Lisa lay dying alone with her family just feet away in the next room. Lambda Legal is suing on Janice’s behalf.” A South Florida Liberty Circle Reception was held on Tuesday, June 24, 6:00 – 8:00 p.m. in the Baker & McKenzie law firm’s suite in Miami. We left the house at 4:30 to make the 66 mile, 1 ½ hr. trip to Miami.


Approaching Miami – a very densely built city that has no indication of the “tropics.” Clearly, greed has dictated the jam-packed – and still growing – area.


a maze of options into the city


partial view of the reception for about 30 invited people


Janice speaks to the gathered lawyers and guests

Before we headed home, we had an opportunity to speak with Janice. This type of situation is what we fear the most during these senior years. Although we have been treated well during hospital emergencies in our locale, it really depends on the staff on duty at the time, regardless of our domestic partner status. Janice had all of her paperwork with her from her out-of-state residence. Jackson Memorial Hospital has had a good reputation, but the law suit, if successful, will hopefully prevent this horrific situation from being inflicted on anyone else.


partial view of Miami on the way home


The dining area table was set for (26th) our pre-noon service for Comes.

link to service leaflet

Rich misread some of the internet ordering directions, so enough food was delivered (26th) to last for a few months!

Rich completed (27th) “a continuation of Safeguarding God's Children in an online training program called Armatus™.” In past years he registered for other mandated live or tutorial workshops on such topics. On the one hand, they may be very informative to the novice church participant, but required repetitions seem monotonous, whether for clergy or lay employees/volunteers. They are likely insurance driven (related to possible law suits) despite the rhetoric, and in any case, it is saddening that such information is apparently needed.

HERB’S 91st BIRTHDAY PARTY – Saturday, June 28, 2008

in the St. Andrew’s parish hall after the 6 p.m. Service

Margot proposes a heartfelt toast to Herb. To the left is a table filled with wonderful nourishment, including a birthday cake.

We received a thoughtful, e-mailed note from a northeastern (USA) university dean who pointed out that our current public exposure through the media is an opportunity for us to continue as educators well beyond our pre-retirement careers. We hope so.

Although there is recklessness among men and women of all sexual orientations, this is not inevitable. Jesus’ “Summary of the Law” applies to all humanity; this is the one, overarching, absolute perspective within which we are all called to grow, regardless of our status in religious associations or as citizens of any nation.

Would that the Anglican bishops gathered at July’s LAMBETH CONFERENCE allow their hearts to be warmed and their minds to be opened to the everlasting truth and wisdom of the major motifs of biblical thought! They might then be able to focus and set aside fuzzy mysticisms as well as selective literalism.

Furthermore, the gathered bishops really should affirm the identical, Christ-given moral absolute and accountability for all Christians – not just among bishops. The episcopate is but one of four orders of ministry in Anglicanism. Hold all of us equally, not selectively, responsible – in all matters, such as lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy, and pride as well as in sexual expressions! And, do so within Christ’s “Summary.”

Finally, if all we have to teach is observable rancor among schools of thought, selective literalism, or that all Christian beliefs flow from essentially ahistorical stories, perhaps it is time to close up shop.

We expected June to be a relatively uneventful month, and we were mistaken! Perhaps July will be pleasant and tranquil.

JULY

Arriving at the Hilton (1st) for a buffet lunch; Kiwanis Club was on hand, too.

On the way home after lunch, a plane (center silver dot) was about to land just ahead of a storm.

In the evening we received an email from longtime friend Ginny B., who let us know that her brother Dudley had died at 72. Within the past two years another brother Jay had died, and within the past couple of years her husband. We have kept in touch with Ginny since the 1950s.

On the morning of the 2nd we learned that friend Ray H., 62, died. We had just received an email from him the morning before – “I am back from visiting Ted and Diane H. in Arizona. We had a great time. I am having my eye ‘outpatient’ surgery today. I planned it so if I need down time, I have the long 4th of July weekend. If I am okay, maybe we can get together. I hope all is well!”

We replied just hours prior to receiving word of his death that we had his favorite pot roast ready for a weekend meal together. (See above entry/picture for May 26th – when we last saw Ray.) Word has it that a blood clot caused his death. At the time he was in the eye doctor’s office; prior to the surgery the staff needed to call 911.

 

an afternoon gale-like storm (2nd) – view from our family room

On July 4th morning only the slightest breeze stirred the flag.

With afternoon rains more severe than on the day before, our lake was well filled by suppertime.
Neighbors/sisters Jo and Ann, with the latter’s son and daughter-in-law, joined us on our lakeside porch to watch the first-rate, 9 p.m. fireworks display – originating in a municipal park not more than a mile away; the weather had cleared nicely.

An evening (5th) with our (east side) adjacent neighbors John and Linda L. was most pleasant! They shared highlights of their recent 2-week trip abroad with one of their sons, his wife, and their 3-year old daughter – clearly a youngster in whom they take great pride! Their familial relationships deserve the most positive use of “family.”

We arrived at Ray’s Memorial Service about 15 minutes early (8th).

a lovely arrangement we sent to the church (photo from the florist’s website)

A portion of the rear dining room of Nick & Johnnie’s, Palm Beach, where, in the outside patio area, we had lunch with Ray on May 26th. It was too hot and humid to sit there on the 8th.

A mother duck and 3 ducklings passed by our window during supper at the Anchor Inn

filled the tank on the way home (9th)

After our haircuts (10th), we chose the luncheon salad bar at Ruby Tuesday’s. Rich was prepared this time; he does not like their salad croutons, so (unfashionably as always) he took along his own!

Ray’s sister called (10th) [while Rich was napping] to thank us for the flowers. She and Bob had a brief but amiable conversation.

From Rich: In a matter of months I experienced death and loss in a variety of ways – from a distance to right up close.

Tim Russert, unknown to me personally, died suddenly, and for me it was very saddening. More than a decade our junior and a significant presence in our culture, he had been a “distance learning” teacher in political matters, issues for which I need a trustworthy resource. I have lost his nurturing clarity and amiable television presence.

I felt very sad for Ginny B., whose brother died. Not a direct personal loss for me (I hardly knew him), I was still touched by Dudley’s death, because of what it meant to a woman who has been a friend for over a half century. She has suffered a number of losses in recent years, including that of her husband.

Ray’s death has been a personal loss of a friend with whom we spent less time in the past year; we seemed to drift apart a bit. I cried quietly and briefly at his memorial service, because of this loss and certain elements of the liturgy.

And closest of all, our beloved Tenno and Comes, constant companions for over 13 years, have died – thankfully in our home; to this moment we miss their affectionate, wonderful presence - however dimmed during their final, unwell months. Probably the severity of this loss will seem over the top; we would not expect many others to comprehend what two canines can mean to their human family, their pack.

By powerful implication of these diverse losses so close in time, the dread of Bob and my separation from each other is given unwanted awareness. As I know cerebrally, coping is the clue to much in life; coping well (whatever that means) is not assured.

Loss is not magically remedied by those we lose being in God’s hands in a new way or the real hope that someday we will be reunited. At the present time, my loss is loss regardless of their destinies.

[How I detest those death-denying Services that insensitively trivialize the loss and grief felt by the closest survivors and friends in congregations! Funereal spin should be replaced by at least brief, sensitive candor – or eulogies and sermons should be omitted altogether on such tender occasions; let Scripture and prayers from the Book of Common Prayer say it all!]

Just for a partial morning’s enjoyment (17th) we drove about 20 miles to shop at Palm Beach Garden’s Whole Foods Market (with more than 270 stores in North America and the United Kingdom). We were shocked at the elevated prices. Moreover, the gourmet-type labels on most items were either unfamiliar to us, or they just sounded unappealing. We picked up a few items, returned home for lunch (some of what we had just purchased), and concluded that there was no need to shop there in the future. A store is planned to open soon in our region, but “our” Fresh Market and Publix have everything we need. However, with the Bush recession a major factor for many people, we wonder whether such “upscale” grocery stores will survive.

Palm Beach Post (18th) – “Ecumenical forum, 6:30-7:30 p.m. Saturday, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. A discussion of "Your Faith and Your Political Choices: Entirely Separate?" will be led by the Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan. The forum will be preceded at 6 p.m. by a service of evening prayer, with Communion from the reserved sacrament. Call (561) 582-6609.” The dozen on hand provided a lively, constructive exchange!

Regarding the item below, what is the Lambeth Conference? (Information from the Conference website).

“It is the meeting of the archbishops and bishops of the Anglican Communion.

“The Anglican Communion is a family of churches around the world. Most bishops within the communion look after a diocese, or a region of parishes. If every such bishop attends the Lambeth Conference, it is as if every diocese in the Anglican Communion is meeting with every other.

“The conference is one of the ‘instruments of communion’ , which means that it is one of the ways in which churches in the Anglican Communion relate to one another and are held together.

“The first Lambeth Conference was held in 1867 at Lambeth Palace (hence the name), the Archbishop of Canterbury’s residence in London. One takes place approximately every ten years.”

 


Our ad/announcement (above) was published in London’s weekly “Church Times” (18th) and appeared again the next week. The website’s statistics shot upward!

That announcement does it! We have offered what we can to the “Listening Process,” and we cannot imagine any future, gay-related contributions from us within the Church or elsewhere. Consumatum est!

a King Egret in the back yard (18th, 6:30 p.m.)

a beautiful sunset on the way home after 6 p.m. church (19th)

“Today’s financial crises were years in the making, as Americans, awash in tax cuts and easy money, lived beyond their means to an unprecedented degree, and the Bush administration, while cutting taxes, pursued wars and vast new spending.” from an editorial in the New York Times (20th) Yes, indeed!

Several weeks ago Bob arranged for a little known, insurance-related inspection process for dwellings’ construction and their protections (i.e., shutters) related to storms. Nearly a 50% refund for 2007 arrived in the mail, and a phone call (to clarify the nature of the refund) informed us that a similar pro-rated refund for 2008 would soon reach us! How wonderfully honest; we had no idea that 2007 would be impacted! Nor did we have any notion that the refund rate would be so much. Additionally, it implied quite a compliment to our builder.

Rich has not had any dental work for years, except for his quarterly hygienic appointments, but two small fillings were on the mid-morning calendar (21st). No pain whatsoever!
All the same, the aftereffects of the Novocain were comical as we had lunch (which cannot be postponed, given his diabetic schedule). A straw in a glass of milk worked - as long as he squeezed his lips together with his thumb and a finger on his left hand and steadied the straw with the right. Lacking full lip/mouth control, he consumed a small, soft chicken pie as if he had suffered a stroke – with some food not quite making it!

Fortunately, we both have a sense of humor, even during a short-term, rather pathetic-looking episode. Nonetheless, we resisted the temptation to get the camera and post a humorous picture here of Rich trying to eat! In any case, he received sufficient nourishment to prevent a low-sugar incident.

one of two small iguanas in the back yard probably attracted by the temporary, unattractive vegetation at the shore

Evelyn, Ann (whose 80th birthday we celebrated early (22nd), Jo, Bob (Rich took the picture) at the Breakers, Palm Beach

 

Trinity College
Class of 1959 50th Reunion - June 4-7, 2009

Class information:
Officers:
George Graham, President
Shepard Scheinberg, Vice President
Jon Reynolds, Secretary
REUNION Committee:
William Abeles, Leonard Baskin, Robert Coykendall, Douglas Frost, George Graham, Jr., Walter Graham, Richard Jaffe, Arthur Judge, Arnold Lieber, Alan Miller, Herbert Moorin, Charles Nichols, Richard Nolan,
Robert Pingpank
, Robert Pizzella, James Price, Jon Reynolds, Karl Scheibe, Shepard Scheinberg, Albert Smith II, John Swift, Jr., George Truscott,
C. Jon Widing

 

We very much appreciate being able to make a June 3–10, 2009, reservation at the on-campus Smith House this early. Living on campus for the Reunion will make it so much easier medically for Rich.

Lambeth Digest, Day 3 - Episcopal Life Online (24th)
Canon Richard T. Nolan • West Palm Beach, Florida
Retired Uganda Bishop Christopher Senyonjo's reference to the episcopate as "the highest order" of ministry is highly questionable. By our common baptism, we are members of the "highest order" of ministry, although I am uneasy about ranking orders of ministry. I do hope that as the Lambeth Conference discusses the episcopate, the bishops will reduce, even eliminate an elitist understanding of the Episcopal order and affirm an equal regard for the ministries of the laity, deacons, priests, and bishops. A hierarchical polity too often exaggerates the role of one order over the others.

Quoted from a news release (24th) re Lambeth Conference in England:
Bishop Leo Frade of Southeast Florida had wrapped a rainbow flag around his sign
(see picture below, center front, with Miami baseball cap) because, he said, "when we talk about justice and mercy, we need to remember that gay and lesbian persons are discriminated against by the church and the government."

Ben M. was our guest (24th) for supper at Applebee’s during his Florida visit. He is a Ph.D. candidate in psychology (cognitive science) at the University of California at Irvine. Now 31, he shared insightfully that he has a lovely girlfriend. Ben is one of the most brilliant students Rich has ever had, and we both look forward to his visits – during which the three of us chat about a wide range of topics.

As the 24th became the 25th at midnight, Rich awakened to the beginning of another painful stomach event. Compared to the others of this calendar year (Jan. 23; June 12), this one was milder. After a couple of hours of severe pain, Rich responded to the medication and was able to sleep until about 8 a.m. As before, no clue as to causes.

However, Friday the 25th was lost to a great deal of sleep, and when evening came, 8:30 was bedtime despite all the rest. This aftereffect is similar to previous stomach-pain episodes.

A bit better, Rich was able to serve as celebrant and preacher at the 6 p.m. Service at St. Andrew’s, but with a continuing elevated blood glucose score, he felt “one step out of it.” Although Bob said he did fine, one congregant asked Bob if Rich was all right, that he seemed not quite himself.

Early to bed at home, then up early on Sunday – with a too high a score continuing – despite minimal food intake. Why this happens whenever a stomach incident develops is a mystery. Fortunately by late afternoon we both felt well enough to attend the 6:30 party – though Rich’s blood glucose test shot even higher – even with a very light lunch hours ago!

entrance to Grandview Gardens

People gathered inside and around the pool. Several aspiring and elected politicians chatted amiably. A number of them as well as other familiar faces came by our chairs for at least a greeting or conversation.


at the Grandview Gardens party with West Palm Beach’s Mayor Lois Frankel

A fine night’s sleep that began for Rich immediately after we watched a Netflix movie and a recorded program. Bob gave him the Glaucoma eye drops, and off he went – oblivious to Bob’s continuing tv watching.

The next day (28th) Bob had a satisfactory quarterly appointment with his urologist. We really do try to put medical visits out of our minds and succeed pretty well, until an appointment or an incident comes along. Rich makes an effort to consider his multitude of daily pills as benign vitamins!

Bob washed (29th) the kitchen and kitchen nook floor, which is a periodic “must.” Without the dogs, it does stay cleaner.

July was more active than we had planned. Ray’s death was a particularly sad event. Other than a couple of routine medical appointments, haircuts, and church, August appeared eerily inactive in advance.

AUGUST

The first week of the month was pleasantly run of the mill, but with a very unexpected inquiry about Rich teaching philosophy part-time at a nearby university satellite campus. It seems that adjunct philosophy professors are nearly impossible to find. For a moment, he felt stirred toward stepping in to help, but reality set it within seconds! As with so much else, “to every thing there is a season ...”

For a few weeks Rich’s diabetes blood tests remained unacceptably elevated with effects of tiredness and at times feeling “one step out of reality.” Three cheers, though! Rich’s blood test was back to a customary range on the 7th.

Collecting and digesting information about the Lambeth Conference for the church forum on the 16th accompanied by sermon preparation for the 9th occupied much of the first week of the month. Six Saturdays in a row were unusual, but vacation schedules opened that door, which is all right from time to time.

Lunch (5th) with Dorothy at the Boynton Beach Olive Garden gave us a great chance to catch up. We joked about our shared elder slip-up: we did not pin down that we would meet Dorothy at the Olive Garden rather than her home. We made some incorrect assumptions, but eventually we connected at the restaurant!

On the 6th an article at was brought to Rich’s attention by our automated Google news service. It was entitled “The Canterbury Travails” by a Roman Catholic writer. In an otherwise good article she mistakenly implied that doctrinal matters in the Episcopal Church are entirely up for grabs, according to an individual’s taste. Rich responded:
In the current (1979) Book of Common Prayer of The Episcopal Church, "An Outline of the Faith commonly called the Catechism" is available on pages 845-862. One of its stated purposes, as noted on page 844, "is to provide a brief summary of the Church's teaching for an inquiring stranger who picks up a Prayer Book." Additionally, it is available in a number of websites online, including the Episcopal Church's website http://www.dfms.org/.
Canon Richard T. Nolan , West Palm Beach

We have discovered that we have a respectful, “Jewish-friendly” kitchen range with a “Sabbath Mode”! The manual states: “The Sabbath mode allows the oven to remain on in a bake setting until disabled. When the Sabbath mode is set, only the number and start pads will function, no tones will sound, and the displays will not show messages or temperature changes. The heat source icons will appear on the oven display when cycling on. The Sabbath mode will remain on and at the set temperature after a power failure, if set before the power failure. Before the Sabbath mode can be enabled on the range, the oven must be set to use the Sabbath Mode. The setting of the oven to use the Sabbath mode will be a one time process.” It has no Episcopal mode!

For the St. Andrew’s recipe booklet in preparation, a meal originating with Rich’s mother – a favorite casserole loved by her whole clan, we submitted:

Bob and Dick's Hot Dog or Hamburg Mess
In a large casserole dish (glass or aluminum) blend 2 cans of undiluted, Campbell's condensed tomato soup; 1 can of strained Del Monte "Blue Lake" string beans; about 1 lb. (partially cooked, singed) chunky hamburg or sliced hot dogs. Lightly touch with Lawry's seasoned salt. On top of the blend, place 1 layer of American cheese slices (NOT "cheese product"). Finally, cover the whole mess with a generous portion of mashed potato. Optional: add some fresh, sliced, sweet onion or a jar of strained Aunt Nellie's whole onions. Bake in oven at 400 degrees for about an hour or until the mess is a bit bubbly and the potato top has begun to brown. Bob prefers to consume a generous serving of the mess at lunch or supper; Dick will also eat cold leftovers either for breakfast or as a snack - which repulses Bob.

Palm Beach Post (Friday the 8th): Integrity - Palm Beach will meet at approximately 7:30 p.m. Saturday at St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. Margot Emery, convener of Integrity/Palm Beach, will present "An Artist's Perspective on Human Rights: Looking for Insight Through Music and Theatre." The meeting will be preceded at 6 p.m. by a Eucharistic liturgy, led by the Rev. Canon Richard T. Nolan. A potluck supper will be served; please bring a dish to share. Call (561) 582-6609. Web: www.IntegrityPalmBeach.org.

Rich worked on and off during the entire week on a new sermon. He found the preparation to be very time consuming. On the Gospel reading about Jesus’ walking on the water, he could not find any resources whose ideas he could share with conviction. What he came up with by mid-afternoon (8th) contained nothing new conceptually, but it just took forever to create a coherent sermon on this lectionary text! As always, Bob read it for clarity and spotted a couple of places needing clarification. Rich went over it once more early Saturday morning, before we printed it as a leaflet insert. He again remarked that he is glad not to have to prepare brand new ones very often. At this point, revising old ones is more to his liking! Anyway, the sermon “Christian Unflappability” was very well received; however, as he presented it, he spotted areas where he wished he had said things differently.

The Integrity gathering afterwards, with a mid-30s August attendance, was most enjoyable with good food and Integrity convener Margot’s “twenty-minute” presentation about her primary job as Development Director of the Core Ensemble; the artistic group continues to offer many productions with a social/ethical theme.

A reflective, emailed update (10th) to Karen Z. (Tenno and Comes’ breeder), Karen B. (Will’s breeder), and Jeannie E. (the trio of our Cavalier friends):

We've always rejected the media's use of "closure" - which seems to be like a switch for emotional neutrality that eventually turns on.

Certainly we'll never become emotionally indifferent to our 13 years with Tenno and Comes!

Their pictures are throughout the house, on our screensavers, and embedded in our hearts & minds. We chat about them readily and admit to missing them in so many ways.

More and more we are "resigned to" and "accepting of" life without them. Nonetheless, there are still those occasional stings and gut reaching moments when we wish we could hold them just once more.

No "closure" - ever!

Our life does go on, and we're grateful for that. As I continue to say, Bob is 71 going on 40, while I'm 71 going on 90! :-) In a month we'll celebrate 53 years together, and next June we'll attend our 50th college class reunion in CT. We've reached a point where we could not be more "out" - and supportively noted in the local press and in alumni publications of our schools (including divinity schools!). What a wonderful way to spend senior years - having experienced first hand the continuing evolution of the embrace of human diversity. Still a long way to go, but remarkable progress since the 1950s for individuals once totally held back because of racial, gender-related, and other issues! [In February we were honored at the annual luncheon of West Palm Beach's ACLU chapter - basically for being old, gay/coupled for a half century, and out! :-) ]

Do keep us on puppy-party lists - and especially if Will visits. We rarely see a Cavalier these days - though I don't know how many ceramic-type images (even a lamp) we have throughout the house. About a year ago, a visiting, detail-oriented friend sitting in our family room burst out with, "Do you realize that you have xx of your dogs' breed in this room?" (I've forgotten how many.) We had never counted, but we assured him that there are as many outside the family room!

Love from us both –

 

Eugene Taylor Sutton, Bishop of Maryland: "The great struggle before us at this (Lambeth) conference is defining what it means to be the Church, and how can we remain in communion with each other despite deep theological differences. I have argued here strongly for an inclusive Church that does not exclude anyone of my brothers and sisters in Christ because of their differences. To be a Christian is not to give intellectual assent to a body of doctrine, no matter how passionately the institutional Church has held on to them. To be a Christian is to follow a living Christ who continues to lead us to places where we do not want to go, and calling us to love and embrace those whom we would rather be more like us in every way. The traditions of the Church ground us, but we cannot become slaves to tradition if they have caused us to limit the scope of the reach of Christ in our day. Such has been the unfortunate history of the Church whenever it has found itself on the wrong side of scientific revelations, and on the wrong side of using biblical and theological interpretations that have resulted in the subjugation of people who cry out for justice. Have we not been here before when the Church used Holy Scripture to justify human slavery? Of keeping women in their place? Of persecuting left-handed people? (I’m not kidding here…this was very common.) How many times must our children’s children have to apologize for the mistakes and oppressions their leaders in the faith have committed in the name of Christ?" Well said!


Bob took this picture (13th) of Mocha, a neighbor’s puppy who has adopted Bob whenever they meet. She is a Lab and Shepherd mix – and is growing by leaps and bounds.

Unfortunately the Palm Beach Post has retired numerous staff members as a cost cutting measure – including friend Carl H., who knew how to post St. Andrew’s information. With no reference to the submitted Lambeth topic, all we have is this (15th): 'Understanding Christianity' forum, 6:30-7:30 p.m. Saturday, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 N. Palmway, Lake Worth. Call (561) 582-6609. Disappointing! No forum topic, no mention of the preceding 6 p.m. Service.

After erranding at B.J.s, we lunched at the TGIFriday restaurant, a few miles north of the Wellington Mall. After our 11:20 arrival, the food was tasty, the service excellent, but the raucous music so loud that we are unlikely to return. We had eaten there several years ago, and we recalled that, especially at a different hour, it was just too noisy for us.

Bob returns to our table, good-natured at Rich’s ever present camera!

The forum at St. Andrew’s went very well; in fact, it continued for a half hour longer than usual. When we return home to a beautiful full moon at 9, Rich went right to bed – but he awoke at 12:30 a.m. with the onset of the same stomach pain as before. He self-medicated, and by about 3, the nausea, pain and chills had passed with less intensity than at previous times. We had to cancel our Sunday luncheon plans with Conrad and Stephen, but, at Rich’s urging, Bob went to the 5 p.m. St. Andrew’s event. It took until Friday (22nd) for complete recovery.

Tropical Storm Fay (19th-20th) visited us without harm; it left about 8” of rain, which filled our lake nicely. Neighboring Wellington had a significant tornado that left some serious local damage. As the storm proceeded northward, it inflicted its greatest harm.

Because of a computer problem, we lost some pictures and text from these stormy days.

(23rd) – Despite his Sunday through Thursday recovery period (except for erratic blood glucose tests), Rich was able to complete preparations for the Saturday Service, including the sermon (a revision)Heroes and Celebrities.”

Sunset Bar & Grill

An excellent buffet luncheon at the Hilton Veranda was on the day’s docket (27th) as well as an early evening Compass-related event – a Pride Business Alliance Mixer at the quaint Sunset Bar & Grill, 6:30 – 8:00 pm. When we arrived right on the dot, a dozen were already present, and we were warmly greeted by Compass staff members. In the course of the evening, we had a pleasant chat with Scott Fox (Compass’ Executive Director) and extended conversations with Leo [a Roman Catholic priest (not in clerical garb) now serving fulltime secularly in human service work] and Mary B. (member of the Florida House of Representatives since 2002). About fifty men and women (straight and gay) attended. When we left about 8 p.m., about 15 were still in conversation on the outdoor patio; at that juncture, we had a brief exchange with our late friend Ray’s doctor.

These are people of vocational substance, not the silly riff-raff sometimes depicted by media accounts of any gay or gay-friendly gatherings - this one, of business and professional individuals. The social and occupational networking is a part of our USA culture’s evolution of a new expression of human diversity.

On impulse (28th) Rich checked the past twelve month’s combined summary of the visits to www.philosophy-religion.org and www.nolan-pingpank.com.
Date Range: 08/26/2007 - 08/26/2008 Range Total: 187,319 Gratifying!

From Planned Parenthood (28th): After spending the past few months dealing with some of the worst results of eight years of the Bush administration's backwards policies on health care and sex
education...well, they don't get it. Not one bit.
They don't get that young people need comprehensive, accurate sex education. They don't get that they don't belong in the exam room letting their politics get in the middle of a woman and her doctor. And they don't get that preventing sexually transmitted diseases starts with one simple item: a condom.
Want to join me in helping them get it, as only Planned Parenthood can? Simple. Send a condom to the Republican National Convention. And the best part? Every dollar we raise will help us elect a president who DOES get it, as well as help us fight to secure laws and policies that protect reproductive health care.
We sponsored four condoms!

“I know there are differences on same-sex marriage, but surely we can agree that our gay and lesbian brothers and sisters deserve to visit the person they love in a hospital and to live lives free of discrimination.” – from Barack Obama’s Acceptance Speech (28th)

For a couple of years Rich has sent an annual contribution to the Dominican Sisters of Saint Catharine, Kentucky, the Order that operated Mt. Trinity Academy, his elementary school. The beautifully situated school closed many years ago. He just discovered on the Order’s website: CORPORATE STANCES OF THE DOMINICAN SISTERS OF ST. CATHARINE, KENTUCKY September 1990 - We support legislation that protects the civil rights of homosexuals, such as nondiscrimination in housing and employment. Encouraging!

The Labor Day Weekend opened promisingly (30th)! We both slept wonderfully (Rich until 5 a.m, Bob until 7) and awoke refreshed! Rich’s blood glucose was very good, given where it has been.

Just before we left for lunch at the Earl of Sandwich, Ann brought from her home across the street a hot meal of vegetable meatloaf bathed in a gravy with lots of vegetables – our next day’s main meal!

When Mayra finished her weekly housekeeping at 4, the house just seemed so fresh and spotless! For thirteen years, she has done so much to enhance our home life.

Sunday (31st) was a quiet day at home. At noon Bob prepared the excellent meatloaf luncheon from Ann and Jo. Afterwards Rich’s daily nap, both of us made a trip to the Publix, and around 6:15 Bob was off to Roosters. TV concluded the evening and month of August. Plans for Monday/Labor Day were for another day at home.

SEPTEMBER

A quiet day at home with DVDs, reading, good food, each other – and reminiscences about Tenno, Comes, and Will. That we continue to miss them very much is undoubtable. That we are inclined to look for a new pet is unthinkable. For both of us, stamina and endurance have become issues. Of greatest concern is the likelihood of our future medical needs, during which the excellent pet care that we insist upon would suffer. We have learned firsthand that dogs are not just things to use for our enjoyment; they are conscious, creatures capable of feeling and perception.

Ann brought over a delicious snack food – a plate of breaded, etc., baked cauliflower pieces, which Rich in particular likes hot or cold.

MORE PEASANT RELIGION! (news from The Episcopal Church)
Churches bless knapsacks in back-to-school ritual September 02, 2008
The first day of school can be a scary experience for students of all ages, but often, our little ones experience an inordinate amount of stress when leaving home and heading into the unknown. One's faith community can be a source of strength and encouragement when the school year begins again, and a powerful way churches can help is by offering a "blessing of the backpacks."

We made (3rd) the largest political contribution in our lives to the Obama campaign via a (temporary, reliable) national website www.lgbtforobama.com.

ARMEY: 'BUBBA VOTE' TO HURT OBAMA
By Richard Wolf and Martha T. Moore, USA TODAY
ST. PAUL — The "Bubba vote" and underlying racism will hurt Democrat Barack Obama in key battleground states such as Ohio and Pennsylvania, former House majority leader Dick Armey said Wednesday.
"The Bubba vote is there, and it's very real, and it is everywhere," Armey told USA TODAY and Gannett News Service. "There's an awful lot of people in America, bless their heart, who simply are not emotionally prepared to vote for a black man."

ON THE WEBSITE (4th): OBAMA’S LGBT FRIENDS SPEAK OUT

Here’s what our LGBT friends have said: (ours among others)
“My partner and I (both 72, retired, and Independents) will celebrate our 53rd Anniversary on Sept. 14, 2008. Although we have lived through the continuing evolution of the inclusion of LGBT persons in both church and state since the movement’s inception, and although we are registered domestic partners in Palm Beach County, we still lack the 1000+ legal protections provided married, heterosexual couples. However, never before have we been so enthusiastic about a presidential election - in which the (r)evolution will clearly continue. People younger than we are will benefit enormously by an Obama-Biden administration, but we will take great personal satisfaction in knowing that the movement will continue effectively. We are pleased to have made a significant (for us) contribution today!” — Canon Richard T. Nolan and Robert C. Pingpank, www.nolan-pingpank.com, of the Episcopal Church in the USA

Because of our June picture dancing together (see journal’s June segment above) in the Palm Beach Post and its caption mentioning our 53 years together, we had decided not to fund our annual ad/announcement of our 53rd so soon afterwards. However, in that the national election was evolving with a significant Palin-fundamentalist element, we reversed our decision and on the 4th made the necessary arrangements with the POST for its publication on Sunday the 14th, our day! Her presence on the Republican ticket indicated that the culture wars will resume in the very near future with willful distortions about LGBT people.

A Cranberry Yogurt Coffee Cake arrived via Jo (4th) during the afternoon. To be sure of its continuing availability for a good while, Bob froze most of it.

Two inches of driving rain (5th) were delivered overnight from Hurricane Hanna’s bands, even though the storm’s center was nearly 200 miles east of our coast. After so long a period in a drought, we seem to have recovered for the time being. We most always welcome rain that tops off our lake. No doubt the many varieties of fish and “our” turtles are pleased, too.

During the afternoon, as clouds were giving way to blue sky, two necklaces arrived for us; the style had been labeled “Honesty and Courage” by the New Jersey jewelry artist. On her website our necklace is described as:
Honesty & Courage - Men's Semi-Precious Beaded Gemstone Necklaces
Handmade with 4 x 13mm Picture Jasper tube beads, 6mm Mahogany Obsidian rounds,
4mm Deep Green Jade spacers, 925 Sterling Silver spacers.
Jasper's Courage, Green Jade's Harmony, and Rich Mahogany Obsidian's ability to see the real truth in a situation and make effective decisions.

In the 1970s we had two matching necklaces (below), but one disappeared sometime along the way.


(above) 1976 – age 39 – at an Integrity picnic in CT

Now at age 71 we have replacements!


(above) 2008 “Honesty and Courage”

We wore our new necklaces (6th) when we went to lunch and afterwards at the Fresh Market. A staff (deli) member with whom we have exchanged pleasantries a number of times asked, “If you don’t mind my asking, how long have you two been together?” This wonderful, hard working, black woman in her 40s (a single parent) genuinely celebrated our reply until she had to attend another customer. We presume that two old guys wearing identical necklaces is permission-giving these days to ask that sort of question. And, that is just fine with us!

We were off to the Breakers (7th) to celebrate Conrad and Stephen’s California marriage (last month) and their new home. They have been a couple for 19 years but also wanted to be legally married.

Stephen, Conrad, Bob, Rich at the Breakers

ROWAN WILLIAMS: GAY COUPLES REFLECT THE LOVE OF GOD

ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY EXPRESSES OPTIMISM THAT THE CHURCH MIGHT CHANGE ITS STANCE ON HOMOSEXUALITY.

Gay relationships can "reflect the love of God" in a way that is comparable to marriage, according to the Archbishop of Canterbury, Rowan Williams.

In a series of letters from 2000 and 2001, when he was still archbishop of Wales, Williams wrote that scriptural prohibitions against homosexuality, such as those in Leviticus, were addressed "to heterosexuals looking for sexual variety in their experience".

In the correspondence, an exchange with an evangelical Christian, Williams argued that passages criticising homosexual activity were not aimed at people who were gay by nature.

"An active sexual relationship between two people of the same sex might therefore reflect the love of God in a way comparable to marriage, if and only if it had about it the same character of absolute covenanted faithfulness."

He also expressed his optimism that the church might change its stance on homosexuality: "The church has shifted its stance on several matters, notably the rightness of lending money at interest and the moral admissibility of contraception, so I am bound to ask if this is another such issue."

Publication of the letters comes days after Williams emerged unscathed from an important summit of the world's Anglican bishops. The conference, which ended last Sunday, was designed to maintain unity in the face of rifts over the ordination of gay bishops and the blessings of same-sex unions.

The letters, which could have wreaked more havoc had they been leaked earlier, are likely to fuel the fury of conservative evangelicals angry with Williams for failing to discipline a US church for consecrating a gay man as bishop of New Hampshire.

Riazat Butt - religious affairs correspondent The Guardian, Thursday August 7 2008 (added here a bit late)

Unfortunately, the Archbishop appears to be paralyzed by an odd type of racial/regional prejudice or whatever; he so desperately panders to Global South (“Third World”) Anglicans that in his role as Archbishop of Canterbury he has set aside his well-informed convictions based upon contemporary scholarship. As Archbishop of Canterbury, he has handled this issue, and others, so badly (typical of mystics?) that he has lost the respect of, and effectiveness among, countless Anglicans worldwide – including us!

For two days in a row (7th and 8th) we enjoyed delicious homemade chicken soup, Bruchetta bread, and baked macaroni & cheese from Jo and Ann! And, then on the 3rd day (9th) homemade ravioli, zucchini parmigiana, and “red sauce” with sausage arrived. (See picture below.) Such good friends!

During the afternoon (9th) Dara Kam, the Palm Beach Post Capital Bureau’s (Tallahassee) bureau called, as a result of Compass’s Scott Fox passing on our names. We had an extended conversation about the possible consequences of a passage of “Amendment 2.” [A clarifying internet comment follows: “Amendment 2 does nothing to protect marriage. But it does take away important family protections, health care insurance, hospital visitation and medical decision-making authority, from all unmarried couples, gay and straight. It permanently bans civil unions and dismantles domestic partner benefits that seniors, teachers, police officers and firefighters rely on in more than 18 communities across the state.”]

Submitted to the Palm Beach Post (10th) but not published
name: Richard T. Nolan
message: At age 71 and with personal elder-medical issues, I believe I can ask these questions about the Palin candidacy. If Senator McCain becomes disabled or dies within the next few weeks, would the Republican party embrace their Vice-Presidential candidate as its substitute presidential candidate? If not, why not? If so, on what bases would Governor Palin qualify to serve this nation as its President?

Lunch (10th) with delicious Italian food supplied by Ann and Jo. [We don’t do “presentation.” We just dump food on our plates! Our gay gene must be defective! ]

One of our earliest memories (at age 4 ½), or perhaps of periodic recordings afterwards, were President Roosevelt’s words to Congress “....yesterday, December 7th, 1941—a date which will live in infamy—the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.”

Certainly another such day that will live in infamy occurred in 2001 when we were again attacked by a band of demented, thuggish, religious, and political fanatics. Our American flag wafted in the breeze on Sept. 11, 2008.

During the afternoon we watched “Obsession – Radical Islam’s War Against the West,” a DVD sent with the week’s Chronicle of Higher Education. We were reminded that Rich’s internationally read “A Concise Introduction to Islam” (thanks to the Episcopal and Anglican news services; also distributed in Spanish) provides an orientation to traditional, knowledgeable Islam.

“Peasant” versions of all religions run the gamut from wizardry/superstition to militant violence. “Radical Islam” is the latter type of peasant religion. One could say that “Radical Christianity” is also a type of militant, peasant religion, but its violence is primary psychological – though occasionally physical as well – such as happenings in cultures like Nigeria’s - and gay-bashing and maltreatment of women anywhere justified perversely in the name of Christ.

It was surprising to read that many thought that the DVD was anti-Islam. A letter in the POST was more accurate:

“The DVD Obsession is not an attack on law-abiding American-Muslims as some are suggesting.

“I am a student of the Middle East and Radical Islam. I have friends who are Muslim who do not see this program as an attack on them. One is Dr. Zuhdi Jasser, founder of the American Islamic Forum for Democracy. The information in this DVD is about the threat of Radical Islam to America, a threat that major American-Muslim organizations have denounced. That is why I was surprised to see e-mails from the Council on American- Islamic Relations in Tampa and the CAIR-Florida leadership calling this DVD an attack on Muslims.

“The DVD presents facts about Radical Islam and those who embrace this ideology. These are the individuals who want to kill Americans, American-Muslims and other Muslims who do not embrace this ideology. Al-Qaeda is a group of such Islamists. Why CAIR is so upset about Obsession is a mystery to me. After all, they have condemned this Islamist ideology. Why they would protest a program that helps to differentiate Islamists from peace-loving Muslims doesn't make sense.”

While we were lunching at the Earl of Sandwich, Ann and Jo called (which connected with our cell phone). They had made desserts (individual upside down cupcakes filled with chocolate) waiting for us when we returned home. Gourmet!

Palm Beach Post - Thursay, September 11, 2008

Palm Beach County's population is shrinking for the first time in decades, according to preliminary estimates released by the University of Florida's Bureau of Economic and Business Research, county planners said today.

The county's population is expected to drop by 933 people this year, Senior Planner Betty Yiu wrote in an e-mail to top county administrators. The city of West Palm Beach is expected to see the biggest decline, she said. [See our related December comment at
www.philosophy-religion.org/christmas_letters/letter2008.htm]

We are again appreciative of being included within the online September “Clergy Prayer List” of the diocese in which we live.

14     Frank A. Smith     Diaconate

         Dick Nolan & Bob Pingpank Anniversary

Our annual anniversary luncheon at the Palm Beach Yacht Club was not to be on this year’s calendar! During the off-season, the Club is closed on Sundays. The manager assured us that we would be welcome again on Monday the 14th, 2009!

A Thursday (11th) most efficiently handled reservation for noon was telephoned to another favorite place, Café Boulud. As a result of our inquiry, the hostess said that she would call on Saturday to let us know whether Belgian Waffles will be on the menu! (She called and assured us that, although they weren’t on the Sunday menu this week, the chef would prepare them for us.) She asked if we have the same phone number, which she recited. Apparently our email address is on file, too; within two minutes, we received this “form” email:

Dear Richard Nolan,

Thank you for making your dining reservation at Cafe Boulud PB.

If your party size is 1 - 12, please consider this your formal confirmation. However, IF YOUR PARTY SIZE IS 13 OR MORE, please read below and reply with "I agree":

If I need to cancel and do not provide at least 24 hours' notice, I hereby authorize Cafe Boulud Palm Beach to charge the credit card I provided over the phone a Cancellation Fee of $40 per person"

Thank you very much. Reservation details follow:

Your reservation for a party of 2 has been made for Sunday, September 14, 2008 at 12:00 PM.

If you would like to change your reservation, please call us at 561.655.6060.)

Cafe Boulud PB is located at:

301 Australian Ave.

Palm Beach, FL 33480

Phone: 561.655.6060

Fax: 561.655.5060

For more information (dress code, parking, map, etc.) or to make reservations at Cafe Boulud PB:

http://www.opentable.com/rstaurant_profile.asp?ID=2378&restref=2378

The 14th was as beautiful a sunny day as one could wish for. Sure enough, our anniversary announcement was in the Post. Well before noon we set out for Café Boulud and arrived a few minutes early. Only a very few tables were in use; we were shown to a centrally located table that gave us a bird’s eye view of the long hallway entrance as well as the nearby expanse of Café windows. While sipping our beverages, we waited only a short time before the Belgian Waffles were served.

The dress code is “smart casual.” In the Northeast this would also mean a jacket (no tie), but not during Florida summers.

As we were being seated, we mentioned quietly to the host that we were celebrating our 53rd. After we savored the main course, we were asked to wait for something special being prepared by the chef. However, after politely sampling the goodies, we asked the server to box them, so that Rich wouldn’t collapse from sugar intake! A lovely and thoughtful surprise!

Rich awoke from an hour’s nap to find Ann and Bob chatting in the family room. She had brought another baked macaroni and cheese dish. Still feeling on the full side from our noon meal, we refrigerated it for the next day’s lunch.

As we were finishing a very light supper, three turtles (one large and two small “lake pets”) seemed to be frolicking in the lake just a few feet off shore, and one of the green iguanas nibbled at the lawn as well as sunbathed. (The sun was still up and bright at 6 p.m.)

The American values of greed and instant gratification have been major contributors to the Wall Street – federal government crisis, which bloomed dramatically on Monday the 15th. This should be no surprise as most citizens and the corporate world had elevated “greed is good” and “I want what I want NOW!” to their implementations of “superior,” “sophisticated values.” Both of us set our own modest financial goals years ago and have lived well within our financial resources. Even our investments are relatively conservative, much to the consternation of our stock and bank advisers. Yet, for us, life goes on without negative impact of the debacle. Excerpted from Frank Rich’s (20th) observations in The New York Times:

“McCain ... has been chairman of the Senate Commerce Committee, where he claims to have overseen ‘every part of our economy.’ He didn’t, thank heavens, but he does have a long and relevant economic record that begins with the Keating Five scandal of 1989 and extends to this campaign .... It’s not the résumé that a presidential candidate wants to advertise as America faces its worst financial crisis since the Great Depression. That’s why the main thrust of the McCain campaign has been to cover up his history of economic malpractice. ... For all his fiery calls last week for a Wall Street crackdown, McCain opposed the very regulations that might have helped avert the current catastrophe. ... McCain has reversed himself on every single economic issue this year, often within a 24-hour period, whether he’s judging the strength of the economy’s fundamentals or the wisdom of the government bailout of A.I.G.”
And this double talking guy might be our next President?

Not only has the deceitful Bush presidency provided no effective leadership in economic matters, but also it is responsible for the killing and maiming of American military personnel in an undeclared war unopposed in any effective way by the majority “serving” in Congress. This period of American life will go down in history as its most decadent period.

Although we as a family have escaped effects of the worst of these years, including tragedies of weather, we are mindful of, and saddened by, the many types of disasters visited upon so many innocent victims living within our nation’s borders (and beyond).

Sadly, much, perhaps of most, of the United States electorate chooses to remain uninformed about the nation’s problems and their often complex sources. They will vote for whomever they find personally appealing. Bubba rules!

As planned (16th), Bob kept an eye on the periodic servicing of the house air conditioner early in the day. After lunch, armed with his well-researched, memorized figures, he took our 2006 vehicle for an oil change. He knew that, while waiting, he would be approached by a salesperson about leasing a new car; our lease was to expire in two months. (Bob had determined a few years ago that it would be better to lease, because nowadays the turn-in value of General Motors and most other American cars has plummeted.)

After considerable haggling back and forth, Bob turned down the dealer’s unacceptable offer and arrived home for supper. [We budget our resources (flexibly) so that when it is time to purchase or lease a new car (or pay all other bills), we are prepared.] Sure enough, the salesperson called about 6 p.m. and accepted Bob’s offer for a 2008 version and confirmed the leasing deal the next mid-morning (17th). [On the 19th Bob received an email from Cadillac warning that the left rear tire needed a little more air; privacy enthusiasts would panic! The whole report, sent in conjunction with ONSTAR, included other car functions as well.]

A lot like the 2006 model we turned in, our new 2008 “Fire Engine” arrived in the garage about 7 p.m. with Bob at the wheel (above). He had spent a few hours with the dealer to do the endless paperwork. Rich was able to stay home, because Bob used a power-of-attorney to sign for Rich [who checked his own Equifax account and confirmed that the dealer had asked (17th) for his credit report – and most likely Bob’s. The day’s credit score was 812 for Rich and undoubtedly comparable to Bob’s.] [However, on the 22nd we receive a call from the dealer with the message that the bank through which the lease is processed will not accept the power-of-attorney; we agreed to come in the next day.]

Encouraging News Received the 17th:
September 16, 2008

“A new poll shows Americans are split as to whether governments should recognize gay marriage, but a majority say same-sex couples should have legal recognition, the Associated Press reported Monday. The poll was conducted by the AP in conjunction with the National Constitution Center.

“Furthermore, more than two thirds of respondents under the age of 35 say that same-sex couples should receive the same recognition and benefits as heterosexual couples; less than 40% of those older than 35 agree with the younger age group.”

An 8 a.m. (19th) quarterly appointment was on the calendar with Rich’s endocrinologist. We expected a fair-at-best report, given the recent months’ frequently high glucose/blood test scores and a couple of stomach pain incidents followed by very high scores. To be sure that the information is heard and remembered accurately, Bob accompanies Rich to all of his medical appointments and makes notes. Much to our surprise, the report/appointment was among the best in recent years!

On our way back from lunch (20th) we parked at the side of the road for a visit with Mocha, who was being walked by Richard, his “paternal” care-giver. She is growing rapidly! Her ears perked up when she saw Bob, and she bounded in his direction. Richard again remarked how she has taken to Bob. Richard provided a treat for both of us, and we passed them on to Mocha. She was all over Rich, too, with many kisses.

The forum (20th) had a timely topic "Why Should LGBT Individuals Bother With Any Church Involvements?" Unfortunately, now that Carl H. has retired, the replacement “religion news” editor at the Palm Beach Post apparently has a new policy, and we don’t know what it is! No mention of the forum this week. No mention of Integrity last week. In fact, of the dozen or so items within “Religion News” only three were Christian. Even so, we had sixteen participants – two of whom (a delightful black woman and a black man) had driven nearly 70 miles to attend. They had also been at Integrity the previous Saturday.

Shortly before lunch Jo and Ann provided us with freshly made Lentil soup, and during lunch some freshly made mini-muffins arrived! Rich commented that his good LabCorp blood report and visit with his endocrinologist was due to the great food they had been giving us!

began (22nd) for Rich as he awoke at 4 a.m. with an audible laugh. The night before, he had forgotten to set his TV’s timer to switch off, and the first thing he heard the next morning as he slowly opened his eyes was an infomercial praising a colon cleansing product – a very different, rather earthy way to begin a new day, indeed, to begin the autumn season! He felt an immediate kinship with other elderly, early rising folks, who share less than ideal bowel movements.
Perhaps another new “community” – the “elderly bowel-movement-conscious community”!?

Bob was up before 7 to get ready for the first thing on the day’s agenda - a routine visit for Rich to our primary care physician’s practice. The 9:15 a.m. appointment was (as always) late, and we left the office – in a beautiful, new building - at 10:30. Nothing significant there, but to keep prescriptions active, an appointment every 3 or 4 months is required.

During the afternoon (23rd) we went to a law firm of two gay partners 40ish who happen to be very active in Compass. Of the two, Mark Grieco (who works in collaboration with his partner) has updated our Wills, medical and related items to be especially accommodating for Florida same-sex partners. He suggested that although it is not at all essential, legally marrying in Massachusetts next June when we are to be in Connecticut anyway, would be a fine idea; it would be just one more strengthening item among our documents. We have begun to work on the no-invitation, very simple arrangements for an officiating Justice of the Peace. [A partnered Episcopal priest/friend included in his email (27th) to us: “Last week Jim and I watched a heartbreaking documentary on a man who lost his partner of 25 years, and then lost their farm to his partner's cousin who had no contact with him for years. So I can certainly see why your lawyer would want every conceivable legal standing that you can find.”]

Jo (l) and Ann (r) at the Hilton’s Veranda restaurant as we celebrated Jo’s 82nd birthday (26th).

As we arrived home after lunch, Rich felt poorly and exhibited symptoms of hyperglycemia. He had to lie down and sleep for the rest of afternoon, and with some coffee was fine by suppertime. Did two tollhouse cookies put him over the top? We just don’t know.

“I don't think the Palin problem is fixable. She is who she is: an unqualified fundamentalist liar with no knowledge of or experience in national domestic or foreign policy. And McCain had absolutely no idea who she was when he picked her.” Atlantic Magazine writer-
commentator (conservative, Roman Catholic) Andrew Sullivan (26th)


within River Bridge – on the way home from church (27th)

With welcome rain arriving, we picked up Herb and drove to Margot’s home for supper and conversation. (Her husband was away on a 2-week concert engagement.) A homemade meatloaf meal and dessert were excellent! Looking out the dining area’s French doors to Margot’s tastefully lighted garden was right out of a home and garden magazine. A lovely evening – concluding with heavy rains.

Not so subtle warnings about lowering expectations were surfacing (29th) with regard to Governor Palin's public statements in advance of the one debate between both vice-presidential candidates. Why on earth should we be cautioned as if this were an acceptable caveat?

Yet, hasn't this become a national goal about many people, including children during their most formative years? To be sure, in some situations unreasonable standards of excellence can be imposed, criteria that lack any degree of fairness, given particular circumstances.

However, candidates who want to attend Harvard on full scholarship must be encouraged to excel, because less than excellent expectations will lead to certain failure. One would think that the offices of president and vice president of the United States would require candidates with rigorously scrutinized summa cum laude records permeating their track records. Lowering our expectations so that mediocre individuals can be accommodated as viable candidates for settings requiring excellence is self-defeating as well as absurd.

In the afternoon (29th) the nation's House of Representatives could not deliver excellence in its financial leadership of the nation. One commentator (MSNBC) said "Washington is broken." Individual and corporate greed - plus encouraged, unbridled capitalism - has wreaked havoc, and the nation's leadership does not know how to provide effective remediation. The House does not have the courage to point to the acquired American value of rampant greed as an underlying factor.

At the very same time, our monthly notices of our pension deposits arrived via mail; social security deposits arrived last week. Our conservative investments are safe, and we have no mortgage on our home. Are we wealthy? No! But, we have always lived within our means, including our ownership of residences we could truly afford – even if one of us were to become the sole supporter. We trust that if we had children, we would have lived correspondingly. Yes, we're tooting our own horn! Speaking of which ----

ROSH HASHANAH began at sundown (29th), and our Jewish flag was hung outside. The next day provided Congress with a breather to see whether its members could get their act together. Rich hadn't had a chest x-ray for a few years, so our primary care medical staff, always trying to be helpful, had prescribed one – taken in the holy day's morning (30th).

While decently paced, September was eventful. So often, a month closes with prospects of a quieter next four-week period.

OCTOBER

The month began eventfully, first with the following e-mail having arrived by the time Rich turned on the computer around 4 a.m.:

-----Original Message-----
From: "Google Alerts"
Sent: Wednesday, October 1, 2008 12:15am
To: canon@rtnolan.com
Subject: Google Alert - nolan pingpank
Question asks to restrict marriage
Palm Beach Post - FL, United States
Nolan and Pingpank were the first to register for the domestic partnership West Palm Beach offered in 2005 and, a year later, the first the county ...

The link connected with an article also in the printed edition.

We were to have lunch with Trish (1st) and Carl (2nd), but about 10:30 a.m., Rich began to feel bloated, a likely sign that a stomach event is developing. Bob called both friends and postponed lunch. Within an hour his stomach gave way to the pain. The glucose blood test was also very high. By 4, the painful part of the cycle was over with. Rich was able to eat a bit, but the hangover lasted for 3 days.
 

Via e-mail, we asked a psychologist friend (well grounded in the related sciences) whether a scientific check of our DNA samples might yield any useful information regarding the terrific "chemistry" between us and of its possible benefit to others. The superb reply (leaving out the psychologist's references to his/her own circumstances) follows.

I have put some thought into your idea that DNA may be somehow related to the longevity of both the commitment and passion in your relationship. I am sure that keeping some kind of permanent sample of your DNA is not a bad idea, though I wonder if some genetic markers for you that explain why you have a great relationship, if those markers exist, are going to transfer to the population as a whole. I mean, you are gay...

Personally, I think that the struggle for identity has been a big part of your doing so well. As I have mentioned before, you have had to work together, you have had to define roles for yourselves together. Also, how much of this kind of relationship is genetic, and how much is psychological due to upbringing and social values of the 50s? Also, I do not think that your relationship can be reduced to genes and chromosomes. Really, there is something so much more.

There is a certain amount of luck involved. Also, being gay, though I may have said it tongue-in-cheekily earlier, is central. There are some biological differences between a gay and straight relationship. Yeah, I know that was a trite and pretty obvious statement. But it certainly has some influence. And longevity is nothing without joy. Can genes show us that which gives us joy?

Bob’s routine primary care appointment (6th) with our MD went very well, despite the familiar wait. Now and then (because of waiting delays) we give thought to making a change in our primary care, but the bottom line is that our basic health care there is very good.


At last we were able
(7th) to have lunch with friend Trish at the John Bull Pub!

As contemporary clergy desperately seek relevance, it is only a matter of time before the “fist bump” is encouraged at the liturgical passing of the Peace. Simultaneously the youth (and some men in the midst of their middle-age “crisis”) will probably show up for worship with their pants worn so low that their underwear is displayed.


Rich’s morning
(9th) glucose blood test was excellent (for him), at long last!

Mori moved to a different hair salon that hides in the rear-center of the above picture, which shows only a third of this women’s cosmetic products store. After our haircuts we headed for an Olive Garden luncheon.

Soon after supper (9th), it happened again. The stomach pain cycle started up, but this time seemed to radiate a bit upwards. Unsure whether Rich’s heart was affected this time, and with vicious pain taking hold, Bob called 911. Rich was off to the hospital and was soon given pain medication which, as before, provided full relief. Hospital routine in place, Rich insisted that Bob leave; he arrived home 3 a.m., and Rich was taken to a private room about the same time.

Test after test yielded nothing definitive, identical to the last hospitalization in 2006. Rich was discharged during the afternoon of the 11th. This type of episode is not only extremely painful, but also very frightening for both of us. A follow-up with Rich’s gastroenterologist was next on the medical agenda. One young gastroenterologist from the practice suggested the possibility of a random twisting of the intestine in the vicinity of the 2006 stomach-intestinal surgery.

The hospital bill was $30,338.39; ambulance $472.75.

During this short period of time we learned of the deaths of a friend’s distinguished father Coy E. (93) and of an acquaintance Frank D. (80) partnered for 52 years. For us, each death has its own unique meaning. Nonetheless, all are sobering; now “elderly,” we are challenged to prevent its reality from clouding whatever time we have left here together. Platitudes are inconsequential.

PEASANT/DISNEY RELIGION: “MANY WATERS” from The Church Times October 10

“The Revd Christian Mondor offers a prayer during a service for the blessing of the waves in Huntingdon Beach, California, on Sunday. Surfers prayed to God, ‘the Big Kahuna’, for a good swell.”
 

Connecticut’s Supreme Court legalized (10th) same-sex marriage. This will affect our visit to Trinity College (Hartford) for our 50th Class Reunion in June of 2009!

"Interpreting our state constitutional provisions in accordance with firmly established equal protection principles leads inevitably to the conclusion that gay persons are entitled to marry the otherwise qualified same sex partner of their choice," wrote Connecticut Supreme Court Justice Richard N Palmer in the majority opinion, according to the Associated Press. The ruling goes into effect soon after October 28.

The religious right-wingers are panicked! Like Massachusetts, Connecticut is heavily Roman Catholic, but more than ever, the rank and file population is becoming accepting, or tolerant, of same-sex marriage. Less and less do the Churches control their members’ minds on this and most other issues. “Fifty-three percent of Connecticut residents support Friday's historic ruling by the state Supreme Court that legalizes gay marriage, while 42 percent of residents polled said they do not.”- Hartford Courant

Certainly, these developments have occurred without any involvements on our part. In our own minds, as incrementalists by disposition, we have focused on issues of equivalencies and not until we retired to Florida. However, our profound thanks to those who have persisted – and continue to fight for – same-sex marriage! Our memberships in LambdaLegal, the Palm Beach County Human Rights Council, the Human Rights Campaign, Integrity, and Compass allow us to participate indirectly.

In a form email Rich received (12th) a request to submit a sermon(s) to SermonWriter: Resources for Lectionary Preaching (in which he maintains an annual membership) that might help congregations and the parish priests who serve them when impacted by natural disasters. The editor indicated that he would be happy to post sermons that would help people who are trying to cope with a disaster -- to include natural disasters, terrorism, crime, accidents, etc. Furthermore, he would welcome sermons that would help congregations who have not been affected personally, but need to understand what they can do to help those who have been affected. An honorarium would be paid for each sermon. Rich took a quick look through his past sermons and submitted links to two:
http://www.philosophy-religion.org/reflections/proper18b-2006.htm Stronger At The Broken Places and http://www.philosophy-religion.org/reflections/proper28b.htm Worst of Times?

Four hours after their submission, Rich received an email noting their acceptance and that, despite his attempt to decline the honorarium, the stipend was essential along with a release form to be signed. A pleasant conclusion to the weekend!

While checking some material on Islam via Google, Rich was surprised to find a 2002 review of his 2001 “A Concise Introduction to Islam.” (Link may open one or two additional, cautionary links before arriving at the review.)
“Nolan’s article is arguably the most prolific account of Islam found in the Liberal Protestant media since September 11, and it demonstrates a fairness and accuracy in describing Islamic belief that has not been visible in the work of other denominations.” Written by a Muslim, the remarks are very gratifying! Rarely does any feedback
(good or bad) come our way on anything we write or do.

Our absentee ballots were mailed (14th) at the main West Palm Beach post office. However, voting in Florida has become very iffy – especially in our Palm Beach County. The current Supervisor of Elections seems to have been a letdown with remaining voting problems suspected; he has announced that he is very ill with debilitating but treatable cancer, and will not resign. Actually, a more efficient staff member has been put in charge. Still, we have gladly voted, but not with ordinary confidence that our votes will be counted.

The New Haven Register reported (14th) Bishop Andrew D. Smith, leader of the Episcopal Diocese of Connecticut, said priests in the diocese could not perform same-sex weddings because marriage is defined in the Book of Common Prayer as “a solemn and public covenant between a man and a woman in the presence of God.”

“For us to change that practice in terms of having clergy officiate at gay or lesbian marriages, we have to change the prayer book,” which is authoritative for Episcopalians, Smith said. It cannot be changed without the approval of two national conventions.

Smith has allowed priests to bless civil unions if the parish’s vestry, its governing board, approves, but said he was not ready to take a position on whether marriages between gays or lesbians could also be blessed.

So what! Most people, including Episcopalians such as ourselves, would be pleased to be married by a minister of the United Church of Christ or another Protestant denomination, or a Justice of the Peace. Our world is much larger than the Episcopal or any other Church.

As Bob observed years ago, October 15th ushers in moderating temperatures in our locale. At 1 p.m. the temperature was 82, and the lower 70s for the coming night. Between this date and late May, the Florida weather is what many of us live here for. Our porch is usable, and the outdoors becomes an extension of our house.

During the late afternoon Ann brought some still warm “upside down pear cake.” Delicious! And, the next day, homemade pea soup! Also, scrumptious!

Bob heard a TV news analyst comment about Palin, “She’s campaigning against smart!”

Especially after a health episode requiring hospitalization, we experience so many emotions – one being enormous relief that we’re together again; for example, our evenings most often spent snuggling while watching TV or a DVD are precious to us. Also, a touch of apprehension sets in as the reality of our mortality flashes - like an unwelcome, ominous billboard along an otherwise lovely scenic drive. Again we are reminded of the ordinary flow of our days, which always include a passing touch or a hug and kiss, the inevitable laughter as we share all sorts of silliness, a discussion of something read or watched on TV, etc. Being separated feels totally abnormal and a major deprivation. Surroundings other than our home cannot match the totally relaxed, positive atmosphere in which we live.

We realize that throughout these newsy, annual letters there may seem to be an emotional neutrality. Yet, that is so unlike our life together. Everything we do, whether at home or outside, is within the heartfelt milieu of our every moment. Neither of us is a poet; neither of us has any experience putting our feelings into words that can convey our emotions to others. Perhaps we should have an “affection editor” for that purpose! ☺

After lunch (16th) at “Ruby Tuesdays” in the Wellington Mall, we took our first brief look at men’s marriage rings. Although we might want commemorative bands next June, depending on how our college reunion plans evolve, we would not be newlyweds with a lifetime ahead of us. We were bowled over at the costs of simple, unadorned, men’s rings at a fine jewelry store in the mall. Neither of us is at all inclined to incur such an expense. We decided that there would be further explorations in the spring. Is Woolworth’s or Kresge’s still in business?
 

From the Palm Beach Post (17th): Saturday, October 18, St. Andrew's Episcopal Church, 100 North Palmway, Lake Worth
6 to 6:25 P.M. Evening Prayer, Communion from the Reserved Sacrament, and the (optional) Laying-On-Of-Hands in the parish hall: 6:30 to 7:30 P.M. Saint Andrew's monthly Forum Topic: "THE PRAYER BOOK CREEDS" with Canon Richard T. Nolan
What are the three Creeds? When and where did they originate? What roles do they have today among Christians? Are they infallible? What If You Disagree With Their Contents?

After lunch (17th) with Scott (Executive Director, Compass) and Julie (Capital Campaign Manager, Compass); we explored possibilities of Rich offering a monthly philosophy/ethics forum at Compass. We left it in their hands to formulate topics and p.r. statements. We also discussed the need for insisting on documented, “certifying” backgrounds for volunteers; too many organizations welcome unqualified volunteers, in terms of some volunteers’ excessive neediness and mere assertions that they know their topics well. We also chatted about the need to transform Rich’s regional reputation from clergy (“Canon”) to secular scholar (“Dr.”) for the sake of public credibility. The perception of clergy abilities to teach any subject impartially is virtually non-existent.

A pleasant afternoon followed, but after supper (which Rich skipped) he was unexplainably visited (around 8 p.m.) with uncontrollable chills and a slight temperature. Bob placed an afghan over him and lay down closely beside him to provide more warmth. The chills past in about twenty minutes, and Rich then slept until 11. Bob was still up and about, in order to check on Rich, who had a late snack with his delayed supper medications.

Rich then slept (18th) until 6:30 a.m. (late for him), felt great, and had a good blood glucose test. The only thing we could think of as an explanation of the chills was the flu shot he had the week before in the hospital, but we just do not know.

At the conclusion of the church forum (18th), Rich announced that there would be no November forum, but just a service led by one of the other clergy. (He deliberately did not mention that a major conflicting parish social fundraiser was scheduled at a parishioner’s home – which was a surprise to us. An oversight.)

As the vestry had been told a month earlier at his request, Rich mentioned to the forum participants that it was possible that he would be entering involuntary full retirement as of January 1, 2009. He assured them that this was not a problem with his St. Andrew’s ministry or a falling out of any sort, but that the Diocese of Connecticut announced by form letter in April that all clergy canonically resident there must complete another all-day “Safe Church Practices” workshop – regardless of where they were living.

As a good-faith attempt to comply partially, Rich completed an online workshop (link may connect with another link to open the document); Fr. Paul and Archdeacon Tom wrote to the CT Bishop (as had Rich last spring) explaining that no such workshop, or anything comparable, is being offered in the Diocese of Southeast Florida; Fr. Rasmus and the archdeacon offered to supplement the online workshop with tutorials or whatever. Rich never had a reply to his own e-mailed letter, and as of the October forum’s date, there had been no resolution provided from CT via the rector or archdeacon.

Rich’s attitude reflects our own priorities, which include staying as well as possible and enjoying this period of time together. Although this means of “forced retirement” lacks any grace whatsoever, he was very accepting of the prospects of not serving as a priest, effective January 1st; he has never been addicted to the role. It just seemed so ironic that his unpaid ordained service to St. Andrew’s (which recently has amounted to two Saturdays per month for not more than three hours per day) was closing down for nothing personal, but just a bureaucratic insensitivity. One is reminded too often that the Church is not the Kingdom of God and that one would be foolish to trust the organization too much.

At least Rich did his part to squelch any rumor of conflict between himself and anyone in this diocese or at St. Andrew’s as a factor in his full retirement – although forum participants found the situation with the Diocese of Connecticut bizarre – as do we.

Who knows, though?! Perhaps by the end of December, CT will respond, maybe favorably.

Anyway, "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven...”

Not only did Sunday (19th) give us the first morning we could open up the house to cool, dry temperatures, but also the highly respected Republican General Colin Powell eloquently endorsed Senator Obama on Meet The Press! The General’s inspirational comments about the Republican candidates were generous – even charitable – yet on target about the “narrowing” of the Republican Party in recent decades.

However, by 11 a.m. Rich detected that fullness in his stomach/intestinal area again. He could not believe that it was happening again. By 1 p.m., it was clear that this was not just a little ordinary bloating, and he took a heavier-than-normal dose of pain medication. The pain was in place by about 2, but so were the effects of the pain medication. He again endured a manageable level of distress. Strangely, despite the pain and thanks to the medication, he fell asleep around 5, and when he awoke about 6, the pain was gone! After a snack and supper meds, we watched TV for a short time; Rich went to bed, had a great night’s sleep, and awoke feeling excellent early Monday morning (20th); that sense of wellbeing continued for the whole day.

Keeping an eye on the well-being of one’s partner, especially during his/her unwell times, could be experienced as nagging, bossiness, and/or controlling – all irritants. However, Rich experiences such watchfulness on Bob’s part as welcome acts of love. Each such occasion is like a hug.

After postponements related to Rich’s “health happenings,” we finally hosted (23rd) Carl H. for a retirement luncheon at the Hilton Veranda restaurant. The three of us had a delightful time! We chatted quite a bit about the many adjustments one faces when one’s retirement chapter begins. (After lunch picture below)

Seated at 2 or 3 nearby tables was a gathering of Anglican-looking clergy with a few laymen. At the buffet serving table Rich struck up a brief conversation with one of them and discovered that they were top officials of the Anglican Catholic Church, a small, 1977 breakaway denomination. Rich identified himself as a “retired Episcopal canon” and traded pleasantries – while puzzled about the Church unfamiliar to him. He was struck by the all-male group of about 20, their seeming solemnity at their tables (Episcopal clergy would be cheery), and he was unexpectedly saddened by their inability as individuals to find a niche within the Episcopal Church – even as laymen. He found an interesting article on “Continuing Anglican Churches” that lists about 20 such denominations.

We “celebrated” for a moment at 11 a.m. on Sunday (26th), because Rich lived for an entire week without any stomach/intestinal symptoms! The only change in his diet had been consistently modest portions. His post-hospital weight was way down to 139; he was only 142 on the 26th - certainly not an excessive gain. Normally his weight ranges between 145 and 147 – lower than his tubbier years that reached 160.

Rich wondered how freeing it would feel to be removed (“deposed”) willingly from the ordained ministry and return to their origins (with a request that they be voided) all certificates (except his baptismal certificate), diplomas, degrees, awards, memberships, and the like! At times each of these affiliations can be trying for a variety of reasons. After all, if we enter a “next life” (in a Christian sense), none of these items will tag along. Each may be functional or decorative while we are here, but we shall travel utterly naked to whatever is next. Why not jettison them now and have an unencumbered period of time before we go - with just one’s baptismal name and its implications? All Rich truly needs at this point, he claims, is his name and his relationship with Bob for as long as possible!

Overnight (26th-27th) Bob experienced the chills for a few minutes – identical to Rich’s longer episode of ten days earlier. In any case, Bob’s appointment (27th) with his urologist was excellent. Surprisingly, the doctor (usually very efficient with his time) mentioned that he saw our picture in the POST and sincerely lamented the legal limitations with which we live – even with the County’s domestic partner certification.

Just before lunch (27th) Rich sensed a shakiness that hadn’t been around for months! The “jiggles” is a sign of low blood sugar, so he tested himself quickly – and it was 87 – which for him is very low and the onset point of a hypoglycemic episode. Lunch remedied that, and we actually welcomed the low score. For months it has been on the high side.

 

 

( 28th) 57° at 6 a.m. and later 66°F with a gentle breeze – an excellent morning to bundle up and go to the Palm Beach Zoo!

“The Original Bob” in the Eagle’s Nest

“Not Bob”

water falls

On the way home from the zoo, we stopped at Publix grocery for a few items. As the cashier was checking us out, he asked if he had seen our picture in the POST recently; we told him that he had. Warmly, he said, “We’re very proud of you!” How thoughtful!

(29th) 50°F Rich’s 9 a.m., bimonthly podiatrist appointment was followed at 2 by 4:55 AM the signing of our revised Wills, etc. Another beautiful day!

A double festival - Halloween and our monthly pension deposits arrived (31st)! However, at 1 a.m., so did a mild stomach attack along with nausea – which awakened Bob, who promptly came to help. By 2:30 p.m. Rich was up and around, napping periodically, and actually looking forward to his gastroenterologist appointment the next week. The evening concluded nicely with our TV – DVD viewing.

NOVEMBER

OUR HOPES FOR THE ELECTION; our hopes fulfilled in blue, disappointed in red:

NATIONAL - Obama elected President

FLORIDA - defeat of Amendment 2 "This amendment protects marriage as the legal union of only one man and one woman as husband and wife and provides that no other legal union that is treated as marriage or the substantial equivalent thereof shall be valid or recognized." (Could be applied to eliminate our domestic partnership so valuable in medical crises – which we occasionally have.)

CALIFORNIA – defeat of Proposition 8

SECTION 1. Title
This measure shall be known and may be cited as the “California Marriage
Protection Act.”

SECTION 2. Section 7.5 is added to Article I of the California Constitution,
to read:

SEC. 7.5. Only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized
in California.

CONNECTICUT – NO to the question “Shall There Be A Constitutional Convention To Amend Or Revise The Constitution Of The State? - motivated by those wishing to negate Connecticut’s judicially established right of same-sex couples to marry.

We pretty well despise the apparent convictions and the public behavior of “Joe The Plumber,” a mid-30s man adopted by a desperate, hysterical McCain/Palin campaign. He represented so much of what we find despicable and pathetic about many a lower and middle-class American male: chip on his shoulder; a talker - not an actual doer; chooses to do just enough to get along; “waiting for his ship to come in” – to which he probably feels entitled; anti-intellectual - willing to provide uninformed, shallow views about anything; obviously eats too much but thinks he looks manly; resents others’ genuine achievements; readily overstates his financia