about Todd FlowerdayA Roman Catholic lay person, married (since 1996), with one adopted child (since 2001). I serve in worship and spiritual life in a midwestern university parish.
about John Donaghy
John is a lay missionary since 2007 with a parish in western Honduras. Before that he served in campus ministry and social justice ministry in Iowa. His ministry blog is http://hermanojuancito.blogspot.com
He also blogs reflections on the lectionary and saints/heroes/events of the date at http://walktheway.wordpress.com
He'll be a long-term contributor here analyzing the Latin American bishops' document from their 2007 Aparecida Conference.
Vatican II pages
- Humanae Vitae 30: To Bishops
- PS 35-36: Chrism Mass
- Humanae Vitae 29: Christian Compassion
- Just A Thought on Guilt, Shame, and Public Relations
- PS 33-34: Passion and Homily
- Difficulty With Pope Francis
- Humanae Vitae 28: To Priests
- PS 31-32: Word and Music
- Humanae Vitae 27: To Doctors and Nurses
- Too Strict?
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Category Archives: Games
Scrabble. When I was growing up, my parents played a good bit. I was somewhat competitive in games with my mother by the time I was a teenager. But I was a lot better at chess, and I couldn’t figure … Continue reading
Emerged from the home mid-afternoon yesterday to brave shopping and get a bite to eat. Upon arrival back home, the young miss was napping on the floor during Inspector Lewis and Gambit was left to wonder why we weren’t playing … Continue reading
The young miss coaching Gambit on game strategy. He doesn’t think much of the resources of this game. Who needs ore, wool, grain, lumber or bricks? Where are the mice, birds, buttermilk, catnip, and tuna? Ah! Those dice.
In 1972, I followed the print media reports of the Fischer-Spassky match in Iceland. I was still a beginner at the game, so I didn’t really understand the moves I replayed that summer with my plastic pieces on cardboard eight-by-eight. … Continue reading
When I was a junior in college, I organized Living Chess for the University’s Winter Carnival. I was surprised the head committee liked it so. They were disappointed we didn’t continue it the following year. That said, my friend Tim … Continue reading
Last night, I almost exhausted myself shovelling a walking path to the street. Ames got ten inches yesterday, but the drift in front of the house was well over a foot. I expected the schools to be open. I wanted … Continue reading