21st and P

Today I drove the truck down town to take care of some business. On my way home the engine stopped on O street. I managed to get it to the curb without power. I put it into park and got it started again. I was almost home when it died again. This time I had a hard time getting it started. I called Bobbie and told her that after I got home I needed to take it to my mechanic. She said I should turn around and take it to him right away. I made it to the Auto Connection at 21st and P which is my mechanics shop. I told him the problem and he drove it into the shop. He said it died on him before he got it in, and he had a hard time getting it started again. I waited while he checked why the "check engine light " was on. He said there were two cam shafts in this particular engine and something was sending one of them a signal to shut down the power. They didn't have time to find the problem so I left it there so they can check it in the morning. I volunteer at the County / City information desk on Thursdays so if they can find and fix the problem by 11.00 a.m. I can have Shannon drop me off to pick it up. Otherwise I will have her drop me off at the C/C bldg. and figure out how to pick it up later. I called home to have Shannon pick me up at the Auto Connection. Bobbie wanted to know the address. I said 21st and P. No she said, whats the address of the shop. 21st and P I repeated. She insisted there had to be a numbered address and Shannon needed that to use her GPS to find where I was at. This is technology gone beserk. P street is one block north of O street. The east/west streets are numbered. I couldn't figure what the problem was. I stood out side and her GPS brought her to 21st and P no problem. As we drove home this GPS continually told her ; turn right here, turn left here, continue for 2.7 miles, Turn left, turn right, turn left, until it came to our house. It didn't tell her to turn into the drive way. I fully expected it to tell her to open the garage door, pull in the garage, turn the ignition key to off and get out of the car. We have one of these little gems ourselves and I'm sure it will come in handy when Shannon and Kevin move to San Antonio. I'm still learning on this computer and probably wont have it mastered in my lifetime. Adding a GPS to my to learn list might be more than this 72 year old brain can absorb. Ahhhhh technology!!!!

Old Irish

Requiem Aternum, Dona nobis Dominae.

Those words, sung in Gregorian chant, were the start of the mass at the funeral for Jen's ( Dan's wife) grandmother. I have often missed the Latin Mass I grew up with. The Gregorian chant at this Mass was sung by Seminarians at the Latin rite seminary near Seward Ne. The priestly fraternity of St. Pius 10th. run the Seminary and have a church. St. Francis of Assisi for Catholics who prefer the Latin rite. When St. Elizabeth Hospital moved to a new hospital, the old hospital was utilized as a county run old folks home while a new home was being built for that purpose. When it was complete the old St. Elizabeths was razed except for the chapel. The county kept it for a while and eventually sold it to the Fraternity which have had Latin masses ever since. I have a friend who couldn.t accept the changes from the Vatican council and was happy to see the chance to go to Mass with the Latin Rite.They have a decent size congregation, mostly old folks.

I got my fix, For the chant I had sung so many times in my youth. The words never left my head and it all came back. This church took me back to the old days and after the service I became so much satisfied with the new way. The old way was beautiful but Somber and sad compared to the celebration of life which funerals now emphisize. I dont think God wants us to fear Him as we were taught when we were young, but to love Him, as he showed us the ultimate love of dying so we would have the chance to be with him for eternity if we put our trust in Him and accept His invitation to "Come ,follow Him." God is good. God is Love.

Pax Dominus sit semper vobiscum. ( The peace of the Lord be always with you.)

Old Irish