New Picture in my Collection

I've just added a new picture
to my Rosary Art collection.

In Case of Accident, Please Call...

Many Catholics carry, or used to carry, a card with these
words printed on it:
"I am a Catholic. In case of accident, please call a priest."
Well, I knew a priest who had a card that read:
"I am a Roman Catholic priest. In case of accident, please call a doctor."

Great Column From Fr. Frank Pavone

Click here.
I wonder how the student responded to that teacher's request. I wonder how
I would have responded.

One LESS Item in Media Collection

Charlie Chaplin's "The Gold Rush" is no longer available at "Internet Archives," and since that's where I got it from, it is also no longer available in my Vintage Media Collection.
This is the second time I've lost this item; the first time was when it was removed from YouTube.
I believe it's available there again, but I'll wait for awhile before replacing it.
And, on the up side, it gave me something to blog about!

Changes To My "Books I Plan To Read" List

Starting this week, my "Books I Plan To Read" list will be published on the "My First Word Was "Read!" page of this blog. It will be edited frequently,
and will no longer include the words "This Week.

Counteracting Worry

I find that the Gratitude Attitude game helps when I am worried about something.
"Thank God I don't know the outcome yet, because what I've been worrying about may never happen. And thank God that whatever happens will be according to His will, whether it is His ordaining will, or His permitting will.

Oh, That Cat!!!!!

Winky gave Mom and me a scare today.
I had taken out some turkey (packaged, not cat food) to have for my lunch.
Usually, when I take this turkey out of the refrigerator, Winky comes running, and
gives me the "poor starving kitty" routine.
Not this time. At first, I wasn't worried, but after Mom and I had looked
around, under the beds, in the closets, and hadn't found him, I have to admit we
were rather scared.
I checked downstairs. No Winky.
I wondered if he had somehow gotten out when I went to get the mail.
I went onto the porch and called, "Winky! Weeeen-ky!"
No response.
Mom looked.Meanwhile, I was praying to St. Francis of Assisi,
and to St. Gertrude of Nivelles, patron saint of cats and cat lovers.
We called him, both in the house and outside.
No cat.
Mom left the door ajar so he could come in, if he had gotten out.
Mom telephoned our neighbor, Aron, who had recently retired from his job.
And then, guess who came out of Mom's bedroom closet! He had been all the
way in the back corner!
We were so glad, and so relieved to see him. And yet, at the same time,
we wished we could ground him!