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19 March 2018 Settling into Silence

Death is a subject we ignore for the most part. It’s true, isn’t it? Other than illness, few other topics get the cold shoulder (pardon the black humor) that death does. We just hate it, and with legitimate reason. Death means the end of us. When push comes to shove, those who are comforted by beliefs in an afterlife can’t prove it, yet don’t want to give up the consolation. Reasonable, isn’t it? Maybe even necessary. 
This week’s post, in parallel with a post on 22 January 2018 which took on the subject of life (“To Be or Not To Be”), takes on the other big one: Death. Be forewarned: A few poems in future 2018 posts will continue to explore this endgame topic. And why shouldn’t we be courageous enough to take a look at the certain inevitable final act that comes to each and every one of us? Well, one answer is that it’s just too dang scary. Buck up muffin! What we don’t know about can kill us. (Ouch! Another bit of sly humor.)

Settling into Silence

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Top of the morning to you!

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Friday, March 16

Welcome to the Wannaskan Almanac for Friday, March 16.

     'Tis the eve of Saint Patrick's Day, and much as I revere Ireland's patron, I wonder why he gets all the glory. The great St. Columba runs a distant second, and the many other spiritual heroes of Ireland get forgotten. Well I intend to remedy that.
     Today is the feast day of St. Finian the Leper. He was born some time in the early sixth century and grew up to be a strict abbot and a vegetarian. He got his name when he contracted leprosy while healing a young boy. Another source says he did not contract leprosy, but once you get a nickname, it's hard to shake it.

     Today is the birthday of James Madison, our fourth president, and more importantly, the Father of the Constitution. His own constitution was delicate, and he was sent to college at Princeton up in New Jersey to escape the oppressive heat and fevers of his native Virginia. When war broke out with Britain, he signed up to fight, but was shunted…

Wannaskan Almanac for Thor’s Day, March 15, 2018

Beatle Paul McCartney was born on Thor’s Day, June 18, 1942.
Beatle George Harrison was born on Thor’s Day February 25, 1943
                                  and died on Thor’s Day November 29, 2001.

Fifty percent of The Beatles were born on a Thor’s Day.

Twenty-five percent of The Beatles died on a Thor’s Day.

Fifty percent of The Beatles weren’t born on a Thor’s Day.

Seventy-five percent of The Beatles haven’t died on a Thor’s Day, as of 4:36 PM CST.

    However, I’m tired of The Beatles. If I never have to look at them again, I’d do just fine. I’m not starting any fan clubs, not whistling any of their lively timeless tunes, not reliving my past through their albums--although many of them do hearken back to specific locations, sights and smells. I’m done with it. Done with them.

    You see my wife and I play a game every morning, either cards or a board game like RummiKub® or Scrabble® to keep our minds and eyes sharp as old people need to do. We flip a Sacajawea dollar coin to decide w…

Word-Wednesday, March 14, 2018

And here is the Wannaskan Almanac for Word-Wednesday, March 14, 2018, brought to you by Ditchem, Kwik, & Hyde, LLC, divorce attorneys specializing in the accident-prone, muddle-headed, bad-tempered, slow-thinking rabble-rouser, with offices in Wannaska, New York, Pencer, London, Gatzke, Sydney, Greenbush, Beijing, Halma, and Mumbai.

March 14 is the 73rd day of the year, with 2 days remaining until St. Patrick's Day, 5 days remaining until the spring equinox, and 292 days remaining until the end of the year. This date is slightly more likely to fall on a Monday, Wednesday or Saturday.

Sunrise: 7:39am; Sunset: 7:37pm      
Moonrise: 6:34am; Moonset: 4:28pm

Today's Riddle: What do potatoes wear to bed?*

Vital statistics for March 14 authors include:
Albert Einstein, born 1879, Entwurf einer verallgemeinerten Relativitätstheorie und eine Theorie der Gravitation, among others
Max Shulman, born 1919, Many Loves of Dobie Gillis
Klement Gottwald, died 1953, Czechoslovak Communist polit…

March 13, 2018

Ooh...March 13. Unlucky, chain saw wielding, wander through the graveyard where the guy with a rusty knife is waiting thirteenth.

There are many reasons why 13 is considered unlucky. There are biblical reasons, such as there being 13 people at the last supper. Traditionally there were 13 steps leading to the gallows. Anyone walking them was considered to be quite unlucky. The Knights Templar began to be rounded up on Friday the 13th. Luckily Templar readers, today is Tuesday. Having 13 letters in your name was considered to be a curse. I have 12 in my name so you can feel relatively at ease in my presence.

On to other things. Last week I started with three unusual words and their meanings. This week I will add in one more word, and those who have mastered the alphabet have probably already guessed that I will be doing a word that starts with D. Drumroll please...wait, drumroll was not the word. Your D word has an acceptable and not at all unlucky 10 total letters. Her…