Catharsis

  I packed what was most precious to me and left the rest behind. A few small tokens, some letters from my kids from the last Father’s Day, a day I saw two of them only briefly. I took my Boston Red Sox coffee mug, my Irish blessing plaque, my ceramic sign that read in…

Illegitimi Non Carborundum.

Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn? Remember how she said that We would meet again Some sunny day? Vera, Vera? What has become of you? Does anybody else in here Feel the way I do? Vera, Pink Floyd The church gets uncomfortable with real. So let me be as real as I can for you.…