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Rushing the season

Have you seen the back-to-school ads yet? Frank said he saw his first one before he even got out of school for the summer. Since the Fourth of July, I’ve seen them everywhere: in my daily newspaper, on TV, on my Twitter feed.

A week late …

This issue of Chicago Catholic comes to you a week after Father’s Day. It seems appropriate, then, to honor my husband and other fathers now, because that’s how Father’s Day celebrations often feel: a day (or a week) late, and a dollar short.

Prayers for the road

Driving is an intensely social act. That fact has been brought home to me these past few months as Frank has been learning to drive.

Meet the new dog

There is a time and season for everything, and this week, for us, was time for a new dog. We had to put our old dog, Polly, to sleep after more than 11 years with us. By the next day, Teresa and Frank were looking at the websites for local animal shelters, scouting out likely prospects. Within a week, we went to a shelter, met one of the dogs they’d had their eye on, and brought her home.

Laundry Day

“In this world, nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.” That’s what Benjamin Franklin famously said in a 1789 letter.

Uniformly adorable

Once upon a time, a very long time ago, I wore a plaid jumper with a white shirt and knee socks t...

Go fly a kite

You hear the phrase, “Go fly a kite,” and you think someone is telling you to get lost, stop wast...

No man is an island

For want of a nail, the shoe was lost …” the proverb begins, going through several connections un...

Bumbling into spring

It was one of the first warm days this month, mostly sunny with a light breeze and a few high clo...

Falling down

If you’re going for cute, it’s hard to beat a couple of dozen preschoolers on ice skates. Add in ...
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