This year at the Vatican Synod several hotly debated topics are being discussed, to the joy of some and dismay of others.

Knowing his demise was proximate, he was musing, one colorful autumn afternoon, about his life and the few unfulfilled wishes he had left. His principal wish was to travel by train along the Hudson River to Albany during the colorful fall season…

A simple gesture but loaded with meaning and affection. It is never too late to learn to love.

It seems the populace at large has been cowed into submission, afraid to state the immutable fact: He created them male and female (Gen 5:2)

We are all free to respond to His call or not. The invitation is set tenderly by the Host, not by the guests. It is my choice whether or not I will legitimately be nourished at His banquet.

He was holding forth at the breakfast table with great vigor and confidence about almost everything. He was “lecturing” a group of ancient withered-up priests who were awed by his intelligence, his easy flow of language in their captive audience status.

There were four of us. We were discussing and easily resolving multiple world problems. It was easy, sitting in a quiet office with friends, relaxed and free associating.