I’ve mentioned several times that Mrs. C. is the volunteer coordinator for our local police department. One of her tasks is to arrange for citizens to tour the police department. These tours are extremely popular, especially with seniors, Scouts and special needs groups. Mrs. C. and her volunteers do a stupendous job making these tours interesting, utilizing canine officers and even letting people examine the jail cells, unless they happen to be occupied. But every now and then my wife receives a comment that makes her shake her head. She recently took a call from an angry mom. Read about her conversation (here).
Monday, April 21, 2014
A few days ago Mrs. Chatterbox informed me that our mattress needed flipping.
“Why?” I asked.
“We’re wearing trenches into our mattress and need to turn it over.”
For one reason or another, we didn’t get around to flipping our mattress that day, but later that evening, after climbing into bed and noticing we both appeared to be sinking into the mattress, I came up with a brilliant idea. Read about it (here).
Friday, April 18, 2014
Is this really the house where the Mother of God spent her last years? Like so many things, it all boils down to a matter of faith. Although I work hard to contain my cynicism, faith isn’t my strong suit. But I am painfully sentimental and the story of Jesus is a remarkably good one, as well it should be after thousands of years of embellishment. Read about our visit to Mary's House (here).