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Two weeks ago at a wine-tasting fundraiser for New London Adult Education. (I really love playing with this group ... they're my friends!)

One week ago at a Pfizer art exhibit. (I really love playing with this group ... they're my friends!)

Two days ago at the "John Harvard" statue in Harvard Yard. (Local superstition is that it's good luck to touch his shiny toe) I love this bunch of Hooligans, but since I was their chaperone ... I hope I'm still their friend! | |
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| Another friend has died. Richard Goodwin, 1910 - 2007. Noted environmentalist, botanist and philanthroper. His obituary and picture were published in the New York Times, the LA Times, the Boston Globe and many, many others.  I remember his kindness, his thoughtfulness, his carefully chosen words, his passion and his generosity. For several summers, a friend and I organized an annual poetry reading, where folks just came together and read their favorite poems. Dick was always there, enthusiastically reading, not only some of the classics, but a few of his own poems from years ago. His book, A Botanist's Window on the Twentieth Century is a jewel and a delight to read. As is said too infrequently, "they threw away the mold when Dick was born." Memorial service is this Saturday, July 28th, at All Souls Unitarian Universalist in New London, CT. Some of us in the choir will be singing John Rutter's For the Beauty of the Earth. | |
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| This morning we had a guest preacher who talked about homeless people (Our congregation recently entered into a partnership with others to use our old building as a daytime drop-in center). While she was talking, I remembered this poem by James Kavanaugh. On the whole, James Kavanaugh’s “poetry” (now) drives me crazy. Many of his “poems” seem (to me) rather self-indulgent and his (in fact, most) blank verse drives me crazy these days. As I get older, it seems that my compass of “acceptable” poetry is getting smaller and smaller. Give me a great Sonnet any day. Anyhow, I looked this one up and thought I'd post it here. Anyhow, if anyone is reading this, please let me know whether you think this poem might be inspirational to somebody or whether it’s total garbage (it makes the homeless look like they chose this way of Life). | |
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| We came together this morning in our new building. Having everyone in the same place at one time really was inspirational.

The new sanctuary
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| The last service in the (almost 100 year) old sanctuary of New London, CT's All Souls Unitarian Universalist Congregation was held this morning. The past few years have witnessed our growth to about 250 members and many more "friends," while our old sanctuary has an occupancy of around 75 or so.  (The last hymn)Next Sunday will be the first service in our new building (just behind the old one) which can hold 300 (more or less) at one time. Today was a day of very mixed feelings. The old place holds so many treasured memories, many happy, many sad, but, as almost all agree, "It's time!" | |
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| There's been a flap of letters to the editors in the New London Day of late on both sides of the "question," one of which, in particular, attacked, not only my own congregation, but also our beloved minister (who, by the way, is in a wonderful (same-sex) relationship of 14 years along with their great daughter (who is, in fact, very well-adjusted to Life (probably because she's lucky enough to have two moms, instead of a dad (we men tend to screw up these sort of things from time to time))). Anyhow, the other night, after a few of us had our post-Earth Day meeting session at the Dutch (our favorite watering hole), I got home and at 2 am I hit the send key to put my own two cents into the fray. You know what? They actually printed it! ( Holy Wars ) | |
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| So here is one more archive/benchmark - stated about three months BEFORE 9/11/01 ( Memorial Day, 2001 ) | |
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| So, if only for an archival benchmark of where I WAS, here's a short talk I gave to the All Souls Unitarian Universalist Congregation some time ago. It would be interesting if I took the time now to edit and rewrite it, given all I don't know at this point in time... ( My Credo
April 16, 2000 ) | |
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