Saturday, July 27, 2024

A Summer of Surprises, Part Three

 Welcome, God and All...

In my previous post I brought up something very important: It seems we should all be on our knees repenting, asking God to intervene that calm and order might be restored in our land; but it seems a majority of the American public doesn't believe in that anymore.

Indeed, studies have indicated - long before the COVID lockdowns - that more and more Americans find that religious observance and freedom have little or no relevance in their lives. I read a homily given by a Catholic priest (who is conservative leaning, but not far right as some others); he states that some of this is unintentional, blaming it on how things like the cost of living can make it very difficult to find even 15 minutes to pray, let alone attend Mass (or the worship service of their choice) for an hour once a week. The reality is that such reasons - good, bad or indifferent - coupled with the pandemic lockdowns have greatly reduced the size of many congregations. Costs to operate church facilities, like everything else, have increased dramatically; and revenues have fallen, also dramatically to the point that Church officials have had to consider what would have been inconceivable sixty years ago.

During the great migration of the 19th and early 20th centuries, churches seemed to spring up not unlike a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Many were formed along ethnic lines, especially in big cities like Chicago - the Italians had their parishes, the Germans, theirs, and the Irish, their own as well. And their location was often based on donations of land, and not necessarily strategically located by geographic area. In my own region there are still two Catholic parishes within walking distance of each other. That one of them hasn't been closed yet is only due to the fact that one of them ministers to a large Hispanic population, and the other, to the non-Hispanic. One thing for certain, though - the era of the neighborhood church serving not only as the center for worship but also the center of a neighborhood or community has all but vanished. This leaves Church leaders having to consider what is called (in my area) structured or targeted reorganization. And for the first time in my life, I'm serving in one such parish that, along with nineteen others, are on edge waiting to learn their fate. As an example, another geographic cluster in the same diocese went through this process a year ago. Sixteen parishes were reduced to seven, and five building campuses were closed permanently. Ultimately those five buildings will be de-consecrated and sold.

I learned that this was happening in one of the several parishes where I serve late in May. And almost immediately the speculation started. There are about as many reasons to keep us open as there are to shut us down. On the plus side, our buildings and grounds are in good physical condition and there is no outstanding debt. On the minus side, our current pastor is not a diocesan priest, but one from a Carmelite order. He is from India, speaks with a heavy accent and it's often hard to understand what he's saying.

To keep us focused on something positive while the diocesan advisory committee gathers data, performs analysis, considers a few "what-if" scenarios, and ultimately makes their recommendations to the bishop, I am thankful for four things. And that's good, because even under the best outcome, I don't see how or if I fit in it. As a result, through prayer and discernment, I am focusing on where I might land closer to home.

God has not disappointed me, but the path has many twists and turns. For openers, the local parishes (in a separate diocese than the one undergoing targeted restructuring) have newly reassigned pastors and the whole process of working with them has to start from scratch, can be painful and is time consuming. There is also my status as an inactive deacon. I've interpreted this to mean that I cannot function in the liturgical ministry of the diaconate but have not been laicized. For the longest time that was covered by my abilities and availability as a pastoral musician, one of the four things for which I'm thankful.

The second thing has been my involvement in the "That Man Is You" program. Now in its tenth program year, the program is designed to attract men to redevelop their sense of spirituality and leadership as Catholic Christian husbands, fathers, and community members. The program has grown from the seed of one person giving 26 talks (complete with statistics, charts and graphs) to several men, most well known in Catholic circles, giving those same 26 talks. It's a virtual parish mission of sorts. I have genuinely benefitted from the program - and we managed to continue it virtually during the COVID lockdown. Now, I have been tapped to lead the program, as the current leader has purchased a condo in Florida (I have heard that many retired folks do that) and would not be able to devote time to it as he would be away a good chunk of the time. When he asked me, he said I was his first - and only - choice. Lord, I am not worthy... I believe I am up to the task, but how this fits in with two new pastors as yet I have no clue.

The third thing I'm thankful for is the appearance of the acclaimed dramatic series on the life of Jesus and the character study of his disciples, The Chosen. Yes, you can call me a fan. Yes, you can tell me that a lot of the teleplay is not found in the Bible. Yes, it leaves out some important parts and suggests possibilities that aren't likely the 'gospel truth'; but it's doing exactly what its creators want it to do - spark discussion, get people to open their Bibles, and become aware that there is a loving God out there - and for some this awareness is for the first time in their lives. The parish which is being considered for restructuring decided to hold a viewing and discussion group this summer. I wanted in on it as I had led a similar group in my home parish for the first two seasons and I would not have any reservations about it now. It will keep us occupied and focused while we await our corporate fate.

The fourth thing for which I'm grateful is seeing opportunities to enrich my own love for the Church, her sacraments, and her ministries. I have appreciated my growing circle of family (including my developmentally challenged son), friends and colleagues who help lift me up when I need them, and vice-versa. This has led to an even greater desire to seek out and focus upon the path of holiness. The recent National Eucharistic Congress in Indianapolis was very beneficial to me. Even though I could not attend, I was able to watch the liturgies and the key talks either live on television or streamed through the internet afterward. The initial Holy Hour on the first night held me tightly.

It was a boost I truly needed, for I would be tested almost immediately, from near and far. The 'near' was a challenge from one of my nieces, who identifies as an evangelical fundamentalist - those who claim that what we are to believe is only in the Bible, and if it's not there, the opposing family can steal and take the money (oops, wrong metaphor).

That discussion began on a passage in the Gospels where Jesus tells his disciples, Do not call anyone on Earth your 'father.' You have but one Father, your Father in Heaven. And it went on a slippery slope from there. I remember reading or hearing somewhere that, unless you're a degreed theologian you should never argue with a fundamentalist. (Same sort of thing as the saying about never teaching a pig to sing.) But wait a minute - isn't there a passage within the Bible that states that no man can add to or take away from Scripture? So what does that say about the removal of chapters, verses, and entire books of the Old Testament during the Protestant Reformation? Lord, have mercy...

Of course, the devil must have his due right after a genuinely uplifting spiritual moment. I'm referring to something I apparently missed in the opening dramatic drivel of the Summer Olympics in Paris only hours ago. In the name of artistic liberty, or freedom of expression, apparently some drag queens lined a section of the River Seine and parodied the da Vinci painting of the Last Supper. Why they didn't fall in the river I don't know. On the other hand, should we now be banning classic clips of Milton Berle who dressed in drag as part of his act? Should we chastise Jamie Farr for cross-dressing all those years on M*A*S*H? But have we reached the point in time where we can no longer ignore it and hope it goes away?

The Church indeed calls us to get on our knees in awe, wonder, and - surprise! humility and reparation; and not only for our own sins, but for the sins of others. I sense we have enough trouble seeking forgiveness for ourselves, let alone others; it was Donald Trump who, when courting the Christian vote eight years ago and, asked if he ever asked God for forgiveness, responded that he had never done anything to be forgiven for. It's the same Donald Trump who just days ago told a gathering of Christians at a campaign rally that if they voted for him this November "they would never have to vote again." He insists he was joking. Like he also stated that on Day One in 2025 he will act as if a dictator. He claimed that was supposed to be a joke, too. And on the other side of the aisle, there's talk of codifying the right to abort an infant in the womb as under Roe v. Wade, as well as supporting the fiasco of gender identity and redefining marriage. Only they're NOT joking.

Is it surprising to anyone that we could use direct divine intervention right about now? We do see it; it's not all that hard to find. We see it in the enthusiasm of the pilgrims who make it to things like the Eucharistic Congress or World Youth Day. We also see it in the life stories of individuals like Francis of Assisi and Carlo Acutis; of Joan of Arc and Mother Teresa of Calcutta, just to name two men and two women. We also have the direct intervention of God Himself in the person of Jesus Christ; yet, like the contemporaries of His time, we are looking for a leader in battle armor, mounted on a white horse, who will single-handedly undo all the emotional, spiritual, and physical damage humanity has inflicted on itself. If there's one thing my encounters with Christ tell me again and again, is that the uniform didn't fit the Messiah - and still doesn't. What He leaves us is His blueprint, His Way, Truth, and Life; His Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity. His yoke is easy, and his burden, light. His requests are simple: Follow Him and Love one another as I have loved you. And in spite of a world seemingly eager to destroy itself, the most genuine surprise of all is that God is still in control and does great things for those with faith as small as a mustard seed.

Until we meet again, pray for me as I pray for you. May God be with you - and may God have mercy on us all...

+the Phoenix

Thursday, July 25, 2024

A Summer of Surprises, Part Two

Welcome, God and All...

In my previous post, I brought up that I believe the pace of things have accelerated - certainly since the COVID lockdowns four years ago. Then, many of us had to curb at least part of our activities; and we weren't happy about it. There was a presidential election on the horizon - and we weren't happy about that, either. 

Another surprise this summer is the continuing erosion of common sense and sensibility in the US of A. (I believe so, anyway.) Why would it be possible for the previous occupant of the seat of government - who left in a huff and something of a disgrace, no matter how you look at it - how is it possible that he's running for that office again? What kind of stranglehold does he have on conservative policies and people that after everything that's been thrown at him, he emerges as the candidate with virtually no opposition?

And given the rollercoaster ride the nation has been on under his successor, why did anyone think he could rest on his record as the incumbent and become the frontrunner for his party - again, unopposed?

There have been remarks from all over America that neither candidate is truly fit for office. President Joe Biden, at age 81, was definitely showing signs indicating a slowing of cognitive ability. And his track record as president is hardly stellar. His opponent, former President Donald Trump, at age 78, is not much better as he has spent most of the last four years in one court room or another, and when he is not, he has been carrying on and on about how the 2020 election was rigged and stolen from him. Then there was the debate just a few weeks ago, in which Biden failed miserably while Trump continued to carry on with many half-truths if not outright lies; it depends on which pundits you listen to.

To top it all off, there was an assassination attempt on Mr. Trump at a rally in rural Pennsylvania only a few days ago. There was a huuuuge breakdown in security at all levels, and the director of the Secret Service has become the scapegoat in all this and was forced to resign.

There was a call by both political parties to tone down the campaign rhetoric, stating that "political violence has no place in America." That lasted less than a week. It should be made clear that, while there is no excuse for it, political violence has never been far from the surface in our nation's history. From the Boston Tea Party to the duel between Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton, to assassination attempts against Presidents Lincoin (1865), Kennedy (1963), and Reagan (1981, which failed); along with many other demonstrations turned to riots, political violence is a thread that has run (unbroken, so it seems) throughout our history.

Coming to a head was the fear that Biden would lose the election in November, he was ultimately coerced by other leaders of his party to end his run for reelection. First, he releases a statement on social media, in part because he tested positive for the latest COVID variant and had to isolate at his beach house in Delaware. Just a couple of days ago he was cleared to return to the White House and gave a nationwide address that, in fifteen minutes, said nothing about why he changed his mind, only that is was for the good and unity of his political party. He might have said at the very beginning that he decided for the good and unity of the country as a whole, but it was clear that he was being pushed out by his political party. And yet, the praise and laud and thanksgiving for Biden's half-century in politics rang out. 

Quickly, with time being a concern and having few options, the vice-president, Kamala Harris, has been given the mantle of candidacy with seemingly overwhelming support. I don't know all the idiosyncrasies of the election process, nor can I claim whether or not this development could be evidence of rigging the upcoming election, but one thing is clear to me - the voice of the people who voted for Joe Biden in the primaries has been denied, and that troubles me. It seems to sidestep the intentions of our founding fathers and sets up a situation where no future election may be fair and free.

All this colors the upcoming convention in Chicago next month. The last one held here was in 1968; at that time there was rioting in the streets over the failed policies of the government at the time, along with our involvement in Vietnam. This time, while attempting to be removed from it, we have failed government policies, and involvement in the wars between Russia and the Ukraine, and Israel vs. Palestine. I had a bad feeling about what could potentially happen at the convention, and it's not relieved at all by the changing of the nominee over the last few days.

It seems we should all be on our knees repenting, asking God to intervene that calm and order might be restored in our land; but it seems a majority of the American public doesn't believe in that anymore...

And there are still more surprises, those that have a very personal, spiritual, and direct impact on me, and these are even larger than life in my mind than what I've chronicled here...how does this counter the implications the news cycle always wants to bring up? How does any of it get me closer to God, and what do I do with it to make my corner of His kingdom on Planet Mother Earth a cut above the fray?

More to come...until then, may God be with you - and may He have mercy on us all...

+the Phoenix

A Summer of Surprises, Part One

Welcome, God and All...

 It has been an interesting time in my corner of the Kingdom of God on Planet Mother Earth. Just when one was beginning to sense that the pace of events was down to a mild roar and thus manageable, other events take place that shift the delicate balance and have me struggling to keep up. I am managing, but it's due to the grace of God and the presence of Jesus in my life.

The first surprise: About mid-May, my family and I started seeing utility markers on our lawns. A week later, with no announcement from the municipality, heavy construction equipment appeared in my neighborhood and proceeded to dig up the street for roughly five blocks. Three days into the project, I received in the mail the notification from the city. (Due to the inefficiencies of the postal system in the US of A, mail sent local for local delivery (same postal code) goes to a sorting center twenty miles away and then comes back for actual delivery.)

The project, which lasts the entire summer, is replacement of the storm and sanitary sewer system in this five-block area. Toward the beginning of the project, the water mains had to be shut off on three different occasions for an entire day each time. Following that, a boil order was issued until sampling indicated that the water was within tolerances and safe for drinking.

There have been a few occasions where equipment blocked access to our driveway. That's problematic because my sister and I both have some mobility issues. Distance, as well as the rougher terrain caused by digging up and barricading our street had us praying that such tasks would be short and manageable, which up to now have been. We've reached the point where over the next month the streets affected will be repaved and the smell of fresh asphalt will fill the hot, humid summer air. 

Initially, so much dust got kicked up and got into our house (through the HVAC unit that, even with the windows closed) that we all came down with sinus and infections. This hit my son especially hard; he was coughing at times so much that I considered the possibility of having to take him to the emergency room at the hospital. Thankfully, that didn't happen - but as I said, we will soon be dealing with fresh asphalt being laid. It's not over yet, but we are managing with prayer and the grace of God.

A recent heat wave spawned about a week's worth of severe weather. You might have read about it, even if you're not from Chicagoland. There were 24 confirmed tornados over a two-night period, and on both nights the warning system was activated here. While the second night was worse overall, the first night was worse for us specifically as a tornado touched down less than five miles from us. With all the loose gravel and construction equipment, we feared we would suffer direct damage or power loss; and properties nearby did suffer damage, but we did not, again due to (I believe) the power of prayer, perseverance, and preparation.

You'd think that would be enough dramatic excitement for one summer, but there's more, and it challenges my sense of sanity. I have to chronicle these separately to keep this from becoming a novel. But as a teaser, as if you haven't guessed, other events, those of a spiritual nature, have surprised me. One encounter has the potential of closing a very important chapter in my pilgrim journey, while another left me asking myself what right I had, if any, to be an ambassador for Christ in any venue whatsoever. A third encounter has affirmed that God is not finished with me...yet, but am I up to the task?

More to come...until then, may God be with you and have mercy on us all...

+the Phoenix

Wednesday, April 10, 2024

Another Dance with Death

Greetings, God and All...

About ten days ahead of Easter, I got a phone call from one of the music coordinators whom I work with; asking my availability for an upcoming funeral service. She started her conversation with "It's funeral season..."

I almost cringed when I heard that. Ultimately, she was correct; since March 20 I have participated in six services for the departed. One of the parishes scheduled two on the same day; Catholic Church law prohibits the holding of funeral Masses over the Easter weekend, from Thursday through Sunday.

It's the most recent one that has me reaching for the keyboard, in spite of the fact that because of my declining visual acuity and tingling extremities (a consequence of type 2 diabetes with which I was diagnosed in 2022) I don't write reflections as much as I used to.

Just after Easter, a member of my extended family ended a battle with cancer at age 63. I received a call from a surviving brother that morning. I immediately offered my condolences and intentions to pray for all concerned; and placed myself at his disposal. If there was anything I could do, please let me know.

Initially it was intended to hold a full funeral Mass, but because of the Church's restrictions over Easter (see above) the venue would not be available in a suitable time frame. Because of this, and because I had the privilege of putting to rest others of my extended family over the years, I was called upon again to officiate at the visitation service at the funeral home and the final commendation at the cemetery. Leading the service meant I would give a brief homily based on one of the Gospel passages commonly associated with resurrection themes.

This wasn't going to be a large turnout. (Most funerals aren't largely attended, especially these days.) It would be an intimate gathering of family and co-workers who know the importance of paying their respects and offering consolation and prayers.

Over the years I have undergone a sort of spiritual evolution. God has provided me the means, the time, and the inspiration to go where He sends me. All that is another story for another time. It's important to mention it only because one has to reflect on what should be said and done in an effort to allow God's consolation to be sensed. Because of the number of services I'd sung in recently, I sensed I wanted to do something different. I knew my audience; I already had ideas swimming in my mind; I just needed God's help in making it flow smoothly. I decided to let the Holy Spirit direct me, rather than write it all out. In the past I would write them out only to have a stray but relevant thought cross my mind during delivery, and then ramble a bit to get back to my written text. But I also floated some ideas across a few 'outsiders' to make sure I wasn't taking a wild step off a cliff which might upset people who neither needed nor deserved it. Now, three days later, I am trying to commit what I said to writing, because it flowed so well at the time.

So, after a few short prayers, and giving the assembled mourners a chance to share a story of an event or relationship they had with the departed, I launched into a passage from chapter six of the Gospel of St. John, the part that reads "and I will raise them up on the last day" (probably because that morning I had been singing the well-known hymn "I Am the Bread of Life").

And I went on...something like this.

What is heaven like?

It's a question I don't know I can truly answer, but one I know we have contemplated at one time or another, or are contemplating now.

No doubt you've seen artists' renditions of heaven, with scores of angels too many to count gathered around magnificent thrones on which are seated God the Father and His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ; inspired by some verses in the book of the  Revelation to John (the last book in the Bible).

Then we have what Jesus says about His Father's house in John's Gospel, chapter 14 (a favorite citation at funeral Masses), where He says, "In my Father's house there are many dwelling places (mansions)." I think the best example of that is given to us by Matt Groening, the creator of The Simpsons, who gives us separate spaces in the hereafter for the Catholics, the Protestants, our Jewish brothers and sisters, and ultimately the 'nones' who are completely oblivious to the whole thing.

When my wife and mother left this world ten years ago, my association with heaven was that of an eternal banquet. the biggest buffet in the cosmos. That concept has just recently been challenged by a lay Catholic evangelist who reminds me that it's not about the food.

And there's the concept that God in His heaven is this infinite source of energy, none of it bad; and when we get to heaven we become one with that energy for eternity.

But these are all human interpretations.

St. John also writes in one of his letters that God is love, and those who abide in love abide in God; and God abides in them. This should indicate that there's an inexhaustible presence of intimacy, one that is expressed to us in earthly life as sacrificial and superabundant in mercy. So much so that there is no place for hatred, anger, disease, political intrigue, counter agenda of any kind. In short, a better place than the here and now. And God puts in our hearts a longing to be in that better place. When someone close to us passes into eternal life, he/she crosses the bridge built by the sacrifice of Jesus Christ on the cross at Calvary, under the escort of his/her guardian angel. God is present in this room right now, through the presence of the guardian angel each one of us has been given.

What we do know then, in our limited sense, is God loves us in a deeply intimate way, and longs for us to be one with Him where He dwells and is found. When we pray for our departed loved ones, we are performing what the Church calls an act of mercy. We long for them to be at peace, forever and ever. And we're curious to know how it turns out, aren't we? We long to see it play out, and to be in that better place. Let's make the most of every opportunity to make our own lives mirror, to the best of our ability, that better place. Let us be thankful for the gift of family and friends in our lives.Together, through past, present, and future, let us continue our journey to that better place.

Saturday, March 23, 2024

The 'Post'/Making the Rough Places Plain: A Prayer for Holy Week

 Lord Jesus,

I thank You for the moments of inspiration that come to me when it seems I need it most. Thank You for life itself, even as challenging as it is, for...well, it should be obvious, correct?

I thank You for those saints, visionaries, and fathers of your Church, and for the rich symbolism found in our sacred rituals and Tradition. Without this, we would find ourselves foundering worse than we already are.

In Your inexhaustible mercy and superabundant love You have given us the opportunity to walk in Your footsteps. For some that might mean a geographic pilgrimage to the places in which You lived and ministered long ago. For most of us, including me, it means stepping outside of our box in space and time to unite with You through the insight given to us through Your Holy Spirit.

In this last week before Easter is observed, I pray that I (and many others) cheer and shout for joy as you make Your humble but still royal entry into the Holy City.

May we eat at Your table, partaking in the bread and wine that has become Your Body and Blood, Your Soul and Divinity.

May we follow you into our chapels, our Garden of Gethsemani, to pray, keep watch, and learn and understand the way of suffering You take in our stead.

May we understand that the stark emptiness of our church altars represent the humiliation You endured - and continue to endure - as You are stripped of Your royal dignity, and are scourged and beaten mercilessly.

May we discover in our reading of the accounts of Your Passion and Death that we, too, are confused and afraid. Some of us still turn away from the repulsive thoughts of the senseless actions of others - especially when it happens in the name of your Father in Heaven. May we find ourselves in that place and time when it was asked in the midst of a mob, Which 'son of a father' do you want released to you? That we, too, in our weaknesses so far removed from the actual event, cry out for Your crucifixion.

May we understand that your words, Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do, should in and of themselves have been sufficient for our ultimate salvation; but in the end, it would not satisfy our bloodlust.

May we have the courage to remain at the foot of Your Cross, alongside the Apostle John, and the Virgin Mary, your - and now our - Mother.

May we dutifully and lovingly pause at Your tomb, intended for someone else but would never be used for its original purpose.

May we keep vigil in the most profound way, recalling the history of our salvation and recognize Your rising as the Light of all lights.

May we courageously. yet humbly, witness and proclaim that You are risen and among us still.

May we keep all of this in our hearts as the celebration of the Week That Changed the World ends and life returns to 'normal'...

No - May You light the way to establish or renew or make of our lives a new and different sense of what is 'normal.' That is what You did everything for. 

May the holy angels bring this prayer before You, Lord Jesus; Who lives and reigns together with the Father and the Holy Spirit - one God, forever and ever. Amen.

Sunday, October 29, 2023

The Saturday Morning Post: Requiem Eternam MMXXIII

 Welcome, God and All...

It's been some time since I allowed myself the opportunity to post a reflection. Enough has been going on, and it's getting harder to make postings quickly. 

Today, though, we once more approach the day of All Hallows; that time in the Church year when we reflect on our own mortality by recalling all who have died. It has become an annual tradition of mine to borrow from the Wikipedian almanac and offer a partial listing of the famous and infamous who were summoned into eternal life over the last twelve months. When I last checked, my name wasn't on the list...but you never know. 

October (25 – 31) 2022 

25 - Jules Bass, 87, animator and television producer (Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman, The Last Unicorn) (b. 1935) 

28 - Jerry Lee Lewis, 87, singer, ("Great Balls of Fire", "Whole Lotta Shakin' Going On", "High School Confidential") (b. 1935) 

31 – Peter J. Rooney, 72, American Roman Catholic deacon, cancer (b. 1950) 


November 2022 

1 - Takeoff, 28, rapper (Migos) (b. 1994) 

5 - Aaron Carter, 34, singer ("Crush on You", "Aaron's Party (Come Get It)", "Leave It Up to Me") (b. 1987) 

9 - Fred Hickman, 66, broadcaster (CNN, ESPN, Black News Channel), Emmy winner (2004) (b. 1956) 

11 - Gallagher, 76, comedian (b. 1946) 

16 - Robert Clary, 96, French-born actor (Hogan's Heroes, Days of Our Lives, The Bold and the Beautiful) (b. 1926) 

25 - Irene Cara, 63, singer ("Flashdance... What a Feeling") and actress (Sparkle, Fame), Oscar winner (1983) (b. 1959) 

26 - Paul J. Swain, 79, Roman Catholic prelate, bishop of Sioux Falls (2006–2019) (b. 1943) 


December 2022 

1 - Gaylord Perry, 84, Hall of Fame baseball player (San Francisco Giants, Cleveland Indians, San Diego Padres) (b. 1938) 

4 - Bob McGrath, 90, actor (Sesame Street) (b. 1932) 

5 - Kirstie Alley, 71, actress (Cheers, Veronica's Closet, Look Who's Talking) (b. 1951) 

14 - John Hughes, 92, British-born journalist (The Christian Science Monitor, Deseret News), Pulitzer Prize winner (1967) (b. 1930) 

20 - Franco Harris, 72, Hall of Fame football player (Pittsburgh Steelers, Seattle Seahawks) (b. 1950) 

31 - Anita Pointer, 74, singer (The Pointer Sisters) (b. 1948) 


2023 

January 

7 - Adam Rich, 54, actor (Eight Is Enough, Dungeons & Dragons, The Devil and Max Devlin) (b. 1968) 

9 - Les Brown Jr., 82, musician, actor and producer (b. 1940) 

12 - Lisa Marie Presley, 54, singer-songwriter ("Lights Out"), and daughter of Elvis Presley (b. 1968) 

13 - Robbie Knievel, 60, daredevil and stuntman (b. 1962) 

15 - Ted Savage, 86, baseball player (St. Louis Cardinals, Chicago Cubs, Los Angeles Dodgers) (b. 1936) 

16 - Frank Thomas, 93, baseball player (New York Mets, Pittsburgh Pirates, Philadelphia Phillies) (b. 1929) 

18 - David Crosby, 81, Hall of Fame singer (The Byrds, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young) and songwriter ("Almost Cut My Hair") (b. 1941) 

25 - Cindy Williams, 75, actress (Happy Days, Laverne & Shirley, American Graffiti) (b. 1947) 

31 - Lou Campanelli, 84, basketball coach (James Madison Dukes, California Golden Bears) (b. 1938) 


February 

8 - Burt Bacharach, 94, Hall of Fame composer ("Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head", "Walk On By", "Arthur's Theme (Best That You Can Do)"), six-time Grammy winner (b. 1928) 

13 - Huey "Piano" Smith, 89, R&B pianist and songwriter ("Rockin' Pneumonia and the Boogie Woogie Flu") (b. 1934) 

15 - David Oreck, 99, entrepreneur (b. 1923) 

15 - Raquel Welch, 82, actress (One Million Years B.C., The Three Musketeers, Fantastic Voyage) (b. 1940) 

16 - Tim McCarver, 81, baseball player (St. Louis Cardinals, Philadelphia Phillies) and broadcaster (Fox Sports) (b. 1941) 


March 

4 - Robert Haimer, 69, musician (Barnes & Barnes) and songwriter ("Fish Heads") (b. 1954) 

7 - Tom Love, 85, entrepreneur, founder of Love's (b. 1937) 

9 - Robert Blake, 89, actor (Baretta, In Cold Blood, Electra Glide in Blue, Lost Highway) (b. 1933) 

10 - Jesús Alou, 80, Dominican baseball player (San Francisco Giants, Houston Astros, Oakland Athletics) (b. 1942) 

10 - Napoleon XIV, 84, singer ("They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa!") (b. 1938) 

11 - Bud Grant, 95, basketball player (Minneapolis Lakers), Hall of Fame football player (Winnipeg Blue Bombers) and coach (Minnesota Vikings) (b. 1927) 

13 - Jim Gordon, 77, musician (Derek and the Dominos), songwriter ("Layla") and convicted murderer (b. 1945) 

13 - Eric Lloyd Wright, 93, architect (b. 1929) 

21 - Willis Reed, 80, Hall of Fame basketball player (New York Knicks) and coach (New Jersey Nets), NBA champion (1970, 1973) (b. 1942) 

22 - Len Goodman, 78, English ballroom dancer, television presenter, and coach (Strictly Come Dancing, Dancing with the Stars), bone cancer (b. 1944) 

23 - Darcelle XV, 92, drag queen (b. 1930) 

30 - Mark Russell, 90, political satirist and comedian (b. 1932) 


April 

10 - Al Jaffee, 102, cartoonist (Mad, Trump, Humbug) (b. 1921) 

19 - Otis Redding III, 59, singer (The Reddings) (b. 1963) 

27 - Jerry Springer, 79, television host (The Jerry Springer Show) and politician, mayor of Cincinnati (1977–1978) (b. 1944) 


May 

6 - Vida Blue, 73, baseball player (Oakland Athletics, San Francisco Giants, Kansas City Royals), three-time World Series champion (1972, 1973, 1974) (b. 1949) 

9 - Edward Cullen, 90, Roman Catholic prelate, bishop of Allentown (1998–2009) and auxiliary bishop of Philadelphia (1994–1998) (b. 1933) 

11 - Joe A. Garcia, 70, indigenous political activist and musician, president of the National Congress of American Indians (2006–2009) (b. 1952) 

21 - Ed Ames, 95, singer (Ames Brothers) and actor (Daniel Boone) (b. 1927) 

22 - Peggy Lee Leather, 64, professional wrestler (WWF, NWA) (b. 1959) 

22 - James Lewis, 63, singer (Trans-Siberian Orchestra) (b. 1959) 

24 - George Maharis, 94, actor (Route 66, The Most Deadly Game, Fantasy Island) (b. 1928) 

24 - Tina Turner, 83, American-born Swiss singer ("River Deep – Mountain High", "A Fool in Love") and actress (Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome), eight-time Grammy winner (b. 1939) 


June 

3 - Michael Sheehan, 83, Roman Catholic prelate, bishop of Lubbock (1983–1993) and archbishop of Santa Fe (1993–2015) (b. 1939) 

4 - George Winston, 73, pianist (December, Summer, Forest), Grammy winner (1996) (b. 1949) 

7 - The Iron Sheik, 81, Iranian-born Hall of Fame professional wrestler (AWA, WWF) (b. 1942) 

8 - Pat Robertson, 93, media mogul, religious broadcaster, chairman of the Christian Broadcasting Network and presidential candidate (1988) (b. 1930) 

10 - Ted Kaczynski, 81, mathematician and domestic terrorist (Unabomber Manifesto) (b. 1942) 

12 - Treat Williams, 71, actor (Hair, Everwood, Once Upon a Time in America, Chicago Fire) (b. 1951) 

26 - Dick Biondi, 90, disc jockey (b. 1932) 

29 - Alan Arkin, 89, actor (The Russians Are Coming, the Russians Are Coming, Edward Scissorhands, Little Miss Sunshine), Oscar winner (2006) (b. 1934) 

29 - Don Kennedy, 93, radio broadcaster (WPIC, NBC Radio, WWPW), television personality (WSB-TV), and voice actor (Space Ghost Coast to Coast) (b. 1930) 


July 

2 - Joseph John Gerry, 94, Roman Catholic prelate, bishop of Portland (1989–2004) and auxiliary bishop of Manchester (1986–1989) (b. 1928) 

3 - Vince Tobin, 79, football coach (Arizona Cardinals) (b. 1943) 

6 - Peter Nero, 89, pianist and conductor (Philly Pops), Grammy winner (1962, 1963) (b. 1934) 

15 - William O'Malley, 91, Roman Catholic priest and actor (The Exorcist) (b. 1931) 

21 - Tony Bennett, 96, jazz and traditional pop singer ("I Left My Heart in San Francisco", "Rags to Riches", "Because of You") (b. 1926) 

25 - Rocky Wirtz, 70, businessman, owner of the Chicago Blackhawks (since 2007) and president of Wirtz Corporation (since 2007) (b. 1952) 

26 - Randy Meisner, 77, Hall of Fame musician (Eagles, Poco) and songwriter ("Take It to the Limit"), Grammy winner (1976, 1978) (b. 1946) 

30 - Paul Reubens, 70, actor (Pee-wee's Big Adventure, Pee-wee's Playhouse, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Blow) (b. 1952) 


August 

7 - DJ Casper, 58, DJ and songwriter ("Cha Cha Slide") (b. 1965) 

22 - Vaccine, 43, musician and record producer (b. 1979) 

23 - Terry Funk, 79, Hall of Fame professional wrestler (NWA, WWF) and actor (Paradise Alley, Over the Top, Road House) (b. 1944) 

24 - Bray Wyatt, 36, professional wrestler (WWE) (b. 1987) 

26 - Tony Roberts, 94, sportscaster (Notre Dame Fighting Irish football) (b. 1928) 

27 - Joe the Plumber, 49, conservative activist and commentator (b. 1973) 


September 

1 - Jimmy Buffett, 76, singer-songwriter ("Margaritaville", "Come Monday", "Cheeseburger in Paradise") and businessman, founder of Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville (b. 1946) 

4 - Gary Wright, 80, singer-songwriter ("Dream Weaver", "Love Is Alive") and musician (Spooky Tooth) (b. 1943) 

26 - Brooks Robinson, 86, Hall of Fame baseball player (Baltimore Orioles), World Series champion (1966, 1970) (b. 1937) 

29 - Dianne Feinstein, 90, politician, member of the U.S. Senate (since 1992), mayor of San Francisco (1978–1988) and president of the San Francisco Board of Supervisors (1978) (b. 1933) 


October (through 10/28) 

5 - Dick Butkus, 80, Hall of Fame football player (Chicago Bears) and actor (Hang Time, Johnny Dangerously) (b. 1942) 

7 – The 14 Israeli nationals killed by the Palestinian Islamist militant group Hamas 

14 - Piper Laurie, 91, American actress (Carrie, The Hustler, Children of a Lesser God), Emmy winner (1987) (b. 1932) 

14 - Wadea Al-Fayoume, 6, American child, stabbed at his home in Plainfield Township, Illinois, in a retaliatory hate crime stemming from the Hamas attack on the 7th (b. 2017) 

15 - Suzanne Somers, 76, American actress (Three's Company, Step by Step, She's the Sheriff), breast cancer (b. 1946) 

23 - Harry Porterfield, 95, American newscaster (WBBM-TV, WLS-TV) (b. 1928) 

24 - Richard Roundtree, 81, American actor (Shaft, Se7en, Speed Racer), pancreatic cancer (b. 1942) 

26 - Richard Moll, 80, American actor (Night Court, House, Batman: The Animated Series) (b. 1943) 

28 - Matthew Perry, 54, American-Canadian actor (Friends, The Whole Nine Yards, Fallout: New Vegas) (b. 1969) 

28 – Steven Zeier, ~72, American high school educator, stroke 

...and all victims of violence throughout the world. 


Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May their souls, and the souls of all the faithful departed, through Your mercy, O God, rest in peace. 

Tuesday, October 25, 2022

The Saturday Morning Post: Requiem Eternam MMXXII

 Welcome, God and All...

It's been some time since I allowed myself the opportunity to post a reflection. Enough has been going on, and it's getting harder to make postings quickly. I promise more on that in the near future. 

Today, though, we once more approach the day of All Hallows; that time in the Church year when we reflect on our own mortality by recalling all who have died. It has become an annual tradition of mine to borrow from the Wikipedian almanac and offer a partial listing of the famous and infamous who were summoned into eternal life over the last twelve months. When I last checked, my name wasn't on the list...but you never know...

2021
November
November 7 – Dean Stockwell, American actor (b. 1936)
November 11 - F. W. de Klerk, 7th and last State President of South Africa and Nobel laureate (b. 1936)
November 26 – Stephen Sondheim, American composer and lyricist (b. 1930)

December
December 10 – Michael Nesmith, American musician and television personality (b. 1942)
December 11 - Anne Rice, American author (b. 1941)
December 26 - Desmond Tutu, South African Anglican archbishop, activist and Nobel laureate (b. 1931)
December 31 – Betty White, American actress (b. 1922)

2022
January
January 2 - Richard Leakey, Kenyan paleoanthropologist and conservationist (b. 1944)
January 6 - Peter Bogdanovich, American film director (b. 1939)
January 6 - Sidney Poitier, Bahamian-American actor, activist and ambassador (b. 1927)
January 20 - Meat Loaf, American singer and actor (b. 1947)

February
February 7 – Douglas Trumbull, American film director, special effects supervisor and inventor (b. 1942)
February 10 - Duvall Hecht, American rower, publisher and Olympic champion (b. 1930)
February 12 – Ivan Reitman, Czechoslovak-born Canadian film director and producer (b. 1946)

March
March 13 – William Hurt, American actor (b. 1950)
March 23 – Madeleine Albright, Czechoslovak-born American politician (b. 1937)
March 25 – Taylor Hawkins, American musician (b. 1972)

April
April 9 – Jack Higgins, English author (b. 1929)
April 18 – Sir Harrison Birtwistle, English composer (b. 1934)
April 26 – Klaus Schulze, German composer and musician (b. 1947)

May
May 17 – Vangelis, Greek composer and musician (b. 1943)
May 26 - Alan White, English drummer and songwriter (b. 1949)
May 27 – Angelo Sodano, 54th Secretary of State of the Holy See (b. 1927)

June
June 6 – Valery Ryumin, Soviet cosmonaut (b. 1939)
June 14 – A. B. Yehoshua, Israeli novelist, essayist and playwright (b. 1936)
June 27 – Leonardo Del Vecchio, Italian businessman (b. 1935)

July
July 8 - Shinzo Abe, 57th Prime Minister of Japan (b. 1954)
July 8 - Luis Echeverría, 57th President of Mexico (b. 1922)
July 29 – Juris Hartmanis, Latvian-born American computer scientist (b. 1928)

August
August 8 – Dame Olivia Newton-John, Australian singer and actress (b. 1948)
August 12 – Wolfgang Petersen, German film director and producer (b. 1941)
August 30 - Mikhail Gorbachev, 8th and final leader of the Soviet Union and Nobel Peace Prize recipient (b. 1931)

September
September 8 – Elizabeth II, Queen of the United Kingdom and the other Commonwealth realms (b. 1926)
September 15 – Saul Kripke, American philosopher and logician (b. 1940)
September 28 – Coolio, American rapper and actor (b. 1963)

October
(through October 25)
October 4 – Loretta Lynn, American country singer and songwriter (b. 1932)
October 11 – Dame Angela Lansbury, Irish-British American actress and singer (b. 1925)
October 24 – Ash Carter, American politician (b. 1954)
October 28 - Jerry Lee Lewis, 87, American Hall of Fame singer ("Great Balls of Fire", "Whole Lotta Shakin' Going On", "High School Confidential") (b.1935)


In addition, we remember the many unnamed who died from natural disasters and pandemic illness. We also remember all who died due to acts of violence all over the world, especially in the war between Ukraine and Russia.

May all the faithful departed now rest forever in the arms of our loving Savior; and. through your superabundant mercy, O God, rest in peace.

Until we meet again, may the same God be with you...
+the Phoenix