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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
from
RICHARD NOLAN AND ROBERT PINGPANK!
December 2007 – November 2008
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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
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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!)
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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”?
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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
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co-founded Men Can Stop Rape in 1997.
“The ex-gay industry has declared war
against GLBT people as it has become
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I am answering a personal calling to defend
individual liberties, religious freedom,
constitutional rights, family unity – and
sexual strugglers – against exploitation by
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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
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this project, Joel Lawson for his strategic
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“This was a team effort and I thank
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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
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Additionally, TWO is using its new
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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!
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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!
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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.
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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.

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.
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!

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

West Palm Beach Mayor Lois Frankel and
fellow dancerSUCH 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.
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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
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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
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Trinity College
Class of 1959 50th Reunion - June 4-7,
2009
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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 |
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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
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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.]
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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.
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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.”]
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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 |