I was thirteen, lying on the living room floor with my brothers, watching this happen:
I think we barely budged from the TV even for meals until the first man had walked on the moon. Then we had a celebratory “moon landing cake” with gray moon icing and tin foil for craters.
Sad to report that Walter Cronkite, whose report of the moon landing was one of the most memorable in television history, also died this week. His great moment is also recorded here.
I’m happy to announce that this blog is now an official member of the Amazon Associates program. From time to time I’ll be talking about or recommending books along with Amazon links. Providing content links to Amazon.com will hopefully provide a little income to keep the site going. It will also support a great company that I really like and use. Check out this link:
A book in which I’m very glad to have had a part as translator. Hopefully there will be more to come — and not just books by me!
If you’ve come here in the last couple of days, you may have noticed some serious problems with the site — either it was unavailable or some strange codes inserted themselves everywhere. This was due to a seriously corrupted file on the server putting the whole thing out of whack — or so my IP provider tells me. Everything seems to have righted itself, and I’m monitering the situation as best I can, having been ill for a couple of days. Sorry for the inconvenience.
Pausing to look at all the sights on our way to Jerusalem. . . Mainly about faith, the Church, film, writing, famous Christian authors, and anything else I'm interested in at the moment.
The photo above was taken at St. Peter's Basilica in Rome in March 2007.
Quote of the Month
"The history of the Catholic missions is by now a long road: at the beginning of that road is the Father of Mercy, who holds out his arms to all his children. All those who encounter the missionaries encounter the Father. And they also encounter the Son, the first missionary, who, obeying the Father, comes to earth, becomes flesh in human nature, is one of us, in solidarity with our misery (except for sin) and ends up dying for us in order to then return to heaven, carrying on his shoulders the human race his has won back.
Out of the same mold are the missionaries, who repeat, in some way, his journey. They too leave their fathers and families and depart to go among a foreign people. They too strip themselves of the refined culture they have acquired in their homelands; and of their native customs and habitat, of a hundred little comforts, in order to be in solidarity. With who? With a people who are on one hand naked and poor, and on the other rich in possibilities, which the missionaries intend to respect, value and elevate."
Albino Luciani (Pope John Paul I), to the people of his diocese of Vittorio Veneto, on his return from the diocesan missions in Africa in 1966