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By: Rachel Swenson Balducci
Originally Appeared in : 9816-8/2/18

For the sixth or seventh year in a row, my husband Paul was a “shepherd” for a summer league swim team. For those of you who have not enjoyed the complicated love affair that summer league brings, let me explain.

 

By: Jason Halcombe
Originally Appeared in : 9816-8/2/18

Common words that could be used to describe mornings at our house: Cacophony. Din. Racket. Bluster. Noise Commotion.

 

At any one moment, it’s not unlikely to have any of the following taking place simultaneously:

By: Padre Pablo Migone
Originally Appeared in :  9816-8/2/18

Hace poco visité una familia devastada por la pérdida de su hijo recién nacido. Al entrar al cuarto de hospital encontré a la madre en cama con el pequeño niño envuelto en una cobija blanca hecha en casa. Lo miraba con una ternura de madre mientras acomodaba sus bracitos colorados. El bebe tenía un sombrerito triangular blanco que cubría su cabeza y sus ojos estaban cerrados. Ninguna palabra podía consolar plenamente ni cualquier expresión podía sanar plenamente tal pérdida significativa para la pareja joven.

 

By: Rachel Swenson Balducci
Originally Appeared in : 9815-7/19/18

Last week I traveled to Atlanta and spent the week serving at a camp run by the Missionaries of Charity. A few weeks earlier, my friend Kim (who helps the sisters find volunteers) mentioned they needed helpers and when I found out I could bring a few of my children with me I decided to go.

 

By: Jason Halcombe
Originally Appeared in : 9815-7/19/18

“Look, I can pack all my clothes by rolling them up in rubber bands,” Noah exclaimed, with a week’s worth of “faster” shorts (a moniker coined by 4-year-old Noah a dozen years earlier, since he claimed they made him “faster”), T-shirts, socks and drawers rolled up on our kitchen table.

 

By: Padre Pablo Migone
Originally Appeared in : 9815-7/19/18

Una mancha de color rojo oscuro sobre el pavimento me llamó la atención al caminar con el párroco del área mientras me mostraba el vecindario. El párroco notó mi repentina atención hacia la mancha y dijo tranquilamente como si hablara de un viaje a la playa, “pobre muchacho, ayer lo mataron”. Me quedé aturdido. ¡La mancha era de sangre! El párroco continuó explicando que este joven era el guardia del barrio y siempre estaba parado junto a la reja situada en la única entrada a la vecindad.

By: Father Pablo Migone
Originally Appeared in : 9814-7/5/18

I recently had the joy to attend my nephew’s college graduation at Yankee Stadium after his four years of hard work at New York University. I am proud of his accomplishments and look forward to his future achievements. I was intrigued when I learned that the Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau would be the commencement speaker. This superstar politician was welcomed by a cheering crowd as he processed towards the tent over third base. 

 

By: Rachel Swenson Balducci
Originally Appeared in : 9814-7/5/18

My brother’s little boy peed on my floor the other day. My tiny little nephew was really sweet about it, quickly offering to clean up the mess so he could get back to the business of playing with Legos.

 

It was one of those no harm/no foul moments. We have hardwood floors, and (more importantly) we have five sons. All the nice stuff in my house has already been tested and proven worthy.

 

By: Jason Halcombe
Originally Appeared in : 9814-7/5/18

Alex Trebek had barely gotten two Double Jeopardy clues out of his mouth before the hall door creaked open revealing a large pair of blue eyes and hints of yellow hair.

 

“What is it Jesse?” I asked, prompting our lanky yellow-haired hypochondriac/philosopher/scholar/biblical historian to droop his head and say, “Daddy, I sinned.”

 

“What on earth?” I said. “How did you sin?”

 

“I had a thought.”

By: Padre Pablo Migone
Originally Appeared in : 9814-7/5/18

Hace poco tuve la alegría de asistir a la graduación universitaria de mi sobrino en Yankee Stadium. Después de cuatro años de estudios rigurosos en New York University, estoy orgulloso de sus éxitos y anticipo sus logros futuros. Quedé intrigado al saber que el primer ministro canadiense Justin Trudeau dirigiría unas palabras a los graduados durante la ceremonia. Este político aclamado fue recibido por los presentes con fuertes aplausos mientras caminaba hacia a una carpa sobre la tercera base del estadio.

 

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