Bonus? – Missing in Action…


Many of you will have noticed that I have been more absent than present these last couple of weeks in responding to comments.

Besides my duties at Loyola Press, I am also the “Father Superior” of two houses, one in Chicago and the other in South Bend.

Right now, I have two men down – one in neuro rehab in Des Plaines and the other in hospital in Evanston (different and fairly widely-spaced suburbs of Chicago.)  I’m stretched as thin as I’ve experienced in quite a while. And last night I spent most of the evening with a third in the Emergency Room after he collapsed at dinner…. Never a dull moment.

This isn’t, I hope, an appeal for sympathy… just wanted you know that I’m not sitting back and eating bon-bons!

I’m sorry for my absence. I hope to return to full participation soon.


The Dude shows up…



No, not The Big Lebowski, the Other One “who art in Heaven.”

One of my colleagues pointed me to this post on “Find Your Inner Iggy” by Greg Boyle, S.J.

Louie finished his 18-month training program with us at Homeboy Industries. A gang member and drug dealer, he was tattooed and had a long prison record.

“I was disguised as that guy,” he told me once.

He was now thriving in the new job we found him. He texted me one day: “My little fridge just died. Can you help me get a new one?” I text back: “Sears at 4:00.” He responds: “Got it. Beers at 4:00.”

When I arrive at the Sears Appliance section, Louie spots me, gallops over, and gives me a bear hug. “Have they called security on your ass yet?’ “Nope,” he says, “but it’s just a matter of time.” We buy a small refrigerator on lay-away, and I drive him to his small, humble apartment.

Before he gets out, he says, “Can I tell you something, G?” He pauses. “Lately… I’ve been havin’ a lot a’ one-on-ones … you know… with God. And … the Dude shows up.”

I chuckle a little, but he is quite serious. He turns to me, “Now why would he do that?” His tears make a get-away, and he can barely speak. “I mean … after all the sh** I’ve done … why would He do that?”

God shows up for Louie. God shows up for you and for me. Praise God!

Monday Music Moment – God Only Knows

The BBC have put together a rather trippy but fun version of the Beach Boys classic, “God Only Knows.”  It’s sung by 25 “celebrities,” but old geezer that I am, I only recognized a handful of them.

Wisdom Story – 218


A gambler once said to the Master, “I was caught cheating at cards yesterday, so my partners beat me up and threw me out of the window. What would you advise me to do?”

The Master looked straight through the man and said, “If I were you, from now on I would play on the ground floor.”

This startled the disciples. “Why didn’t you tell him to stop gambling?” they demanded.

“Because I knew he wouldn’t,” was the Master’s simple and sagacious explanation.