re: I want to be like them
Sean, age 9 Sadie, age 7 Cailee, age 15 Kinsey, age 12 Joel, age 9 signey, 9 months
i ask that the songs that once rang through these corridors would return. voices return to this cathedral. that the tones and notes may skip among the statues and sacraments. feb 1, 2008- Granada
i want to be like them.
sean- unabashedly creative sadie- inquisitive and fascinated by life cailee- confident at her core kinsey- welcoming, always joel- brilliant and rational signey- smiles when she is happy, cries when she isn’t
human love makes itself an end in itself.– bonhoeffer.
from The Wind in the Willows
He thought his happiness was complete when, as he meandered aimlessly along, suddenly he stood by the edge of a full-fed river. Never in his life had he seen a river before—this sleek, sinous, full-bodied animal, chasing and chuckling, gripping things with a gurgle and leaving them with a laugh, to fling itself on fresh playmates that shook themselves free, and were caught and held again....
In the end we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our...– Martin Luther King Jr.
excerpt from My Name is Asher Lev
I couldn’t grasp it. I forced myself to look at the bird. Everything alive would one day be as still as that bird? “Why?” I asked. “That’s the way the Ribbono Shel Olom made His world, Asher.” “Why?” ” So life would be precious, Asher. Something that is your forever is never precious.”
Nicaragua Pictures #2