We all know that term, Going Down Memory Lane, meaning a wander back in time.  We are time travelers as much as we are space travelers.  Can a time journey be a pilgrimage, though?  Yes. My Memory Lane is a Pilgrimage of Race Last week I published my fourth book, and the second dealing directly with pilgrimage.  It is called “A Long Time Coming – A Pilgrimage of Race.” It recounts my physical pilgrimage retracing the 1965 March from Selma... Read more

The old joke says a fellow sees a doctor about a cold, and the doctor replies, “You can wait it out for two weeks, or I can treat it and you’ll be better in a fortnight.” “It’s a Joke Boy” Those who read my last post will get the reference.  I post here about once every two weeks, which is a fortnight.  Sure, more posts with more pics and more links would get more clicks and more money and perhaps... Read more

According to the folks at Patheos I should post at least weekly, but try as I might, the best I can manage is once a fortnight.  A few weeks back I said I was a Slow Man, and sang its praise as a spiritual virtue.  If so, then writing once a fortnight is about right.  Can’t be slow and write fast. It’s About Time Folks of a certain age (like me) remember a cheesy sitcom by that name, but we... Read more

We all have moments when you start a story or task, get distracted, pause and say, “Where was I?”  Those moments get more frequent with age. It’s a Terrible Thing to Lose One’s Mind Some people remember that verbal stumble by Dan Quayle.  it’s worth recalling in this fraught political moment about Joe Biden.  Because losing your train of thought or misquoting something is not in itself a sign of decline and senility. What has this to do with Pilgrim... Read more

Those of a certain age will get the joke of my title.  My last post was called “Slow Man,” referring to a song.  This one puns on another song that begins, “Slow down you move too fast. Gotta make the morning last.”  Hope this video doesn’t get me into copyright trouble: And if you thought I was slow before, there is no doubt now.   A month has slipped by since my last post.  The folks at Patheos want weekly posts,... Read more

“Slow man  Movin’ down the road, He’s movin’ with a leisurely gait Slow man, Doesn’t overload He just travels with his bodily weight” If you do not recognize those Paul Simon words, it is because they were never set to music.  They exist only as a lyric.  I happened on them while searching for an image that captures my thought today.  That image was the phrase “Slow Man.” What prompted me to think of that image in the first place?... Read more

Well, it is now May, but I arrived there three weeks ago, and so the quote is legit, “April in Paris.”  I went back to resume my journey along the Vie Francigene as it is called there. This was a journey planned to begin right after I retired from clergy life, literally the day after.  My last Sunday was Easter and the ticket was for Easter Monday.  Only I picked the wrong year – 2020. By Easter, Covid was global... Read more

You have to be a certain age to recognize the phrase, “Slowly I Turned, Step By Step.” It’s part of an old vaudeville routine, embodied by the Three Stooges.   The mere mention of “Niagara Falls,” reminds him of a wrong done to him at Niagara Falls, which sends him into a psychotic episode where he accosts the innocent fellow who said the triggering words. What has this to do with Pilgrim Life? By chance I was given a book by... Read more

For generations, people quoted the Bible for non-religious purposes, including the phrase, “Get thee behind me, Satan.”  We all know what it means. Or do we? In two days I shall be on my way back to France, as mentioned in my last post.  While all the details are accounted for, down to a roll of toilet paper, there is always a lurking sense of uncertainty.  “What have I forgotten?”  This feeling will only grow until I am actually on... Read more