Nov 27, 2010 | Latest
HAIL AND BLESSED
At some time long ago, several of the teachers were at a Holy Hour that Father Fasano was leading. In his sermon, the good Padre told us that the Italians have a custom of saying the “Hail and Blessed” prayer 15 times a day from the Feast of St. Andrew (November 30th) to Christmas Day. Father said the prayer for us, which we had no chance of remembering, but in God’s good providence, Mrs. Scheetz (I think she was Miss Kelly then, but I am not sure) was there and her family said the prayer during Advent, but they said it only once each day. I guess the Irish are good at streamlining their prayers. Mrs. Scheetz taught us the prayer.
We thought the pious Italian act was a great tradition, and so it was begun at Seton. Here is the prayer for those of you whose time at Seton predates its adoption or for those of you who may have forgotten it through the years.
Hail and Blessed be the hour and the moment in which the Son of God was born of the Most Pure Virgin, in Bethlehem, at midnight, in the piercing cold. In that hour vouchsafe, O My God, to hear my prayer and grant my petitions through the merits of Jesus Christ and His Most Holy Mother. Amen.
Some years I was saying this prayer 15 times with my homeroom class, the two religion classes and the last class of the day because some in that final class were not saying it in any other class. I was Hail and Blessed out by the time Christmas vacation arrived.
Sometimes we would say the 15 by praying three after each decade of the rosary. In the religion classes we would have a Scriptural reading after saying the prayer five times as part of our Advent wreathe ceremony. I liked breaking up the 15 in some way.
Another Advent tradition that I like is begun on the Feast of St. Lucy (December 13th). On Lucy’s feast day wheat seed is planted in some little container. The wheat sprouts and grows quickly so that one can “harvest” the grass on Christmas Eve and put the soft green sprouts into the manger to make a soft bed for the Christ Child.
One year I didn’t have any wheat seed, so I used radish seeds. I think wheat might have a little more symbolic meaning, but the radish sprouts still made a soft bed. And radishes are often used as the bitter herb in the Seder meal, so there is a related significance to the wheat sprouts.
A Blessed Advent to one and all.
Jezu, ufam Tobie.
Nov 16, 2010 | Latest
CHRIST THE KING
There are great thoughts that should come to mind as we approach the end of the liturgical year with its final Sunday of Christ the King. My thoughts have turned me toward Seton for three reasons.
First, there is the history book that Mrs. Carroll wrote from the class notes she compiled during her first years of teaching after starting Seton. Christ the King, Lord of History has been the cornerstone of the our school’s history program, though I don’t know how many students actually read the whole thing during their tenure at Seton – it is much more interesting and easier just to listen to Mrs. Carroll, and she adds much more to the classes than the book contains. However, the book is a good, quick read even for someone like me who has no historical perspective and can’t remember dates or people’s names.
Second, there is the statue of Christ the King in the lobby as one enters the glass doors of SS. This statue was originally brought from North Carolina by a family whose daughter boarded to attend Seton one year. I am very sorry that I can recall neither the year the statue arrived nor the name of the family that brought it. (See, I really have no knack for history.) The statue was being thrown out by a church that was renovating and the Seton family rescued it. It was in need of a little repair, and Seton mom Mrs. Skube took on the task and did a beautiful job restoring it. You may have noticed that Our King has green eyes. Mrs. Skube has green eyes and decided to give Our Lord green eyes as well. The base that the statue stands on, I believe, came from All Saints High School in Washington, DC, after it closed down. Before the statue had that base, it stood at the entrance way of the old part of the school where the newly redone statue of St. Therese now stands. The statue of Christ the King is such a great centerpiece of the school lobby.
Third, there is the Christ the King Mass and Procession which takes place at Seton on the Friday before the great Sunday celebration. Once this became a tradition at SS, it also became one of my favorite days of the school year. I really liked practicing “An Army of Youth” with my religion classes before the Mass; the beautiful music during the Mass and the procession; the procession itself with the senior boys carrying the canopy for Our King; the witness the school gave to all who saw us processing; the return to the gym for the rousing rendition of “An Army of Youth”. It was a great day and a great celebration.
So, with Thanksgiving coming, I submit this as an act of thanksgiving to Christ, Our King for having given us Seton School which has helped to teach us all to be loyal subjects to the King of Kings.
Jezu, ufam Tobie.
Nov 6, 2010 | Latest
Reformation or Revolt?
Tomorrow, at some early morning hour, the world goes off Daylight Savings Time (DST) by falling back, setting clocks one hour earlier. I should say, the rest of the world is changing their clocks. Our property is going against the tide, and we are keeping time the way it is today.
However, Daylight Savings Time is not a good name for setting clocks ahead in the spring. No daylight is saved. So we here at 10531 Weld County Road 95 are going to be on DST, but that stands for Delayed Sunset Time.
One of the worst things in the year is when the sun sets at 4:20 Standard Time. We will never have a sunset at 4:20 with our DST. So while others will be in the dark at 5:00 on December 21st, we will still have 20 minutes of sunshine.
Plus, we really will be saving time in our DST by not going around changing all the clocks in the house.
I am not sure how to let people know that when they come on our property that they are not just entering our property but a whole new time zone. We should have something like what is posted on highways before entering a tunnel: “Turn On Your Headlights”, letting people know they are going underground into a whole new world. Our sign could say “Delayed Sunset Time: Turn Your Headlights On One Hour Later.” No, that’s not really accurate.
How about “Pretend It’s Still November 6th”, or more accurately, “Pretend It’s Still Sometime Before 2 a.m., November 7th”.
We have to do something, because it just doesn’t seem right that people should get here one hour later than they thought they were arriving. That would be embarrassing to prompt people.
Is what we are doing an act of revolution or an act of reformation?
Time is relative. We refuse to be prisoners to its dictatorship. Therefore, what we are doing is revolting against the dictatorship of relative time.
Enjoy your extra hour of sleep tomorrow, a one day benefit. We will be enjoying our delayed sunset all winter long.
Jezu, ufam Tobie.
Oct 27, 2010 | Latest
JUST DO IT?
The end of October has me thinking about the fall sports finales: Girls tennis and volleyball; boys soccer; coed cross country and golf. I was thinking of some of the memorable moments from those sports from years past. Before I get to those memories, there is something else that has come to mind which has a sport affiliation: Nike’s famous motto.
“Just Do It” is a good motto for someone who sees the circumstances of life as an obstacle to be overcome. Get things done and over with because each thing is just another burden to bear and part of a series of meaningless acts. But it is not a good motto for us. Many days I catch myself saying a modified Nike promo: “Let’s just get this done.”
There was a reflection recently in Magnificat that shows the shallowness of this attitude. Here’s what it said.
“’The circumstances through which God has us pass are an essential and not a secondary factor of…the mission to which he calls us….[Since] the Mystery has become flesh in a man, the circumstance in which one takes a position about this in front of the whole world is important for the very definition of witness”’(L. Giussani)
“For us, then, circumstances are not neutral. They are not things that happen without any meaning; that is, they are not just things to put up with, to suffer stoically. They are part of our vocation, of the way God…calls us, challenges us, educates us….circumstances call us to him. It is he who calls us through them. It is he who calls us to destiny through everything that happens.” (Father Julian Carron)
So we don’t “just do it” throughout a day. We embrace it because it is a call, a challenge, an education. It is the very means to holiness.
Now to the sports memories.
Tennis brings to mind Mary Cammack. I think Mary may have been the best girl athlete ever at Seton. (Mary came to one volleyball practice and was better than any spiker we had during the time I coached. And at the field day we had for making the Ad Campaign goal, she was far and away the fastest girl.) If she wasn’t the best athlete ever, she was probably the nicest and most unassuming one. She lived in Leesburg, so her commute was very long and she wasn’t able to play sports every season, but she did play tennis a couple seasons. In her first year, there was a player from R-MA that everyone in the league had already crowned as the singles champ before the season started. She was big, strong, athletic. Mary didn’t immediately appear to be a good athlete. I hit balls with Mary in practice, and her consistency was amazing. It was like hitting against a wall – the ball always came back. To score a point, one had to make a great shot because Mary was not going to have a hitting error. Mary won her matches with the girl from R-MA easily and won the singles title.
Volleyball. In a year Mr. P. was coaching the girls reached the finals against Fredericksburg Christian and the tournament final was at Seton. FCS had won the meetings during the year and had their usual good team, but also had one player who was a real standout. It was the first time I remember the gym being packed for a volleyball game – partly because FCS brought a lot of fans and their fans were outdoing our crowd in cheering. So Mr. Pennefather got the Seton student body organized and Seton was rivaling FCS in volume. On the court, the games were close and intense and the teams split the first four games. So it was down to the deciding 5th game.
The score was 14-13, Seton, and Karen Sowala hit a spike that tipped off the blocker’s fingers and out-of-bounds. It should have been game and match, but the ref didn’t see the touch and it was side out for FCS. (This was in the day when a team could only score if it was serving.)
The rotation brought Lindsey, the great player, to the front row. FCS scored the next two points and had the serve with a 15-14 lead. Seton returned the serve, but FCS was able to set Lindsey, and it looked as if it was all over. Lindsey hit her spike and Therese Pennefather was able to stuff block it. Seton then scored three straight to take the title. Therese later said that she had said so many prayers and made so many promises during that last game that she wasn’t quite sure if she had promised to be a nun or not.
Soccer. This memory is one of the most agonizing. We were playing Wakefield Country Day who for years had usually had the upper hand against us in soccer. The score was tied fairly late in a game at their place. Joe Angsten was in goal and a fullback tried to play a ball back to him. Joe was playing up and the pass back was not really to him and was rolling slowly toward the goal with no one near to stop it. All players and fans stood still watching that slowly rolling ball that could determine the final outcome. It was like watching slow motion as the ball approached the goal. It looked like a sure Owl goal, but the ball somehow rolled just to the left of the goal post. Seton won the game in the closing minutes.
Cross Country. One year Mr. Violette had to be away, and I was to take the teams to the Catholic State Championships at Burke Park if the runners wanted to go. They did, so on the appointed day we headed to Fairfax. When we got there, I was told that Seton wasn’t registered. (I knew I had forgotten something!) I was directed to the guy in charge who told me that a lot of planning and organization had been put into this and that we weren’t registered. I said that I knew that, but I just want to know if our kids could run. He said to come back in a little while. I went back and he again told me about the planning and organizing, and I again told him I knew that, but I just wanted to know if I should take our runners home or if they could run. He said that they could run. Victory!
It was a great fall day – sunny with all the big leaves from the trees on the course. There had been some rain earlier, which made for some slips and falls but that just added to the excitement for the spectators. No matter how we ran, I was enjoying it all since I hadn’t had to tell everyone to load up and head back home without running.
Laura Shaw placed in the top ten and made Catholic All-State which made the day even better.
Golf. I have no stories, I never went to a golf match. Well, this is maybe something. When SVCA started suggesting at league meetings that we have golf in the DAC, I thought it was a joke. I certainly never imagined that we would have players. The league did decide to have golf, and I found out that we had Crums and Daniels who were not just players but great players. We won the golf title in the inaugural year.
OK Seton athletes. It’s time for the league and state tournaments. Just do it! No, no, no. Embrace it!.
Jezu, ufam Tobie.
Oct 17, 2010 | Latest
update
Here are some updates on some of the very interesting items that have appeared over the last few months.
Very recently we have been following the saga of six-man football game between the Pawnee Jackrabbits-Coyotes and Briggsdale Rams-Falcons (who once were a combined team of Crow Valley) . The latest is that Pawnee has now forfeited the game to Briggsdale. We’ll let you know whether either or both teams make the state playoffs and the results. It really looks as if no one is going to touch the Idaila Wolves who are a perennial power. And by the way, all six players on the offense are eligible receivers and there are three down linemen.
There are 34 kinds of Crest Toothpaste at the local Wal-Mart. I learned this when I went to Safeway. I was at the end of the cereal aisle ready to head down it when I saw a man standing in the aisle just staring straight ahead at the cereal boxes. He looked normal enough, but he wasn’t moving or making a selection, just staring. I wanted to get a box of cereal, so I headed down the aisle. The man continued staring. In a friendly mood, I said, “It was a lot easier when there were just Corn Flakes.” This naturally led staring man to start talking about Crest Toothpaste. He said that he had counted how many different kinds of Crest there were at Wal-Mart: 34 is what he came up with. I told him he had way too much time on his hands. (This coming from someone who is never busy.) He said that he was looking for Cool Mint Crest and could not believe how many kinds of Crest he saw, so he started to count. He then added that after he told his wife this that she said that this was “freedom of too much choice”. This is an interesting idea that probably deserves an entire entry to consider. I made my cereal selection – Quaker Oats Granola – and left the man who was still standing in the same spot and had resumed looking straight ahead at the cereal. I am not sure what he was doing, but it was a little eerie.
You may recall that I had planted five peach pits last fall and one germinated. I nurtured it by taking water with a little liquid fertilizer in it to the sapling each day. I got a little tired of this and soon began missing the watering routine some days. Then I missed for several days. When I returned to water it, it looked almost dead. But the watering did revive it. Then the plague of grasshoppers arrived. They were eating the leaves and were sure to kill it. I decided I had to try to save the little tree, so I dug it up and put it in a bucket that I had gotten from the Safeway bakery – it had held icing for doughnuts and they give them away if you ask for one. I brought the tree into the house, pretty sure it was going to die because there didn’t seem to be much root to it. The next morning it was still alive and so my hope increased. It seemed to grow very slowly until the last couple weeks when it has had a surge of growth. It is about two feet tall and bushy. I now do not know what to do with it, but it remains my pride and joy.
This is something I have never written about, so it doesn’t really belong here, but I want to tell you about it anyway. This area of Colorado produces a lot of sugar beets. It used to be that migrant workers would be hired to thin the beets after they had germinated and then hoe weeds out of them later. The technology on planters improved, and the beets no longer needed thinning, but they still needed weeding. Then Round-Up, the weed killer stuff, produced a genetically engineered seed called Round-Up Ready Beets. The field can be sprayed with Round-Up to kill the weeds, while the beets continue to grow. This became so popular that all other beet seed quit being marketed. A judge in California has ruled that not enough testing has been done to conclude that Round-Up Ready Beets are safe and cannot be marketed. This means that there will probably be no beet seed that anyone can plant next year. Farmers will have to plant something else, and I assume sugar prices will rise dramatically.
Last year our locust correctly predicted that October 1st would be the first frost. This year they predicted that the first frost would be September 11th. We still have not had a frost here, which is very unusual. We got down to 39 degrees early in September, and I was thinking the locust were going to be right again. Then the temperatures stayed in the 40’s at night through the rest of September. We have been in the 30’s often in October, but our low has been 35. I feel bad the locust were so far off, but I am glad that we have been having an unusually warm fall. Just a couple days ago we were in the 80’s and yesterday was a perfect fall day in the 70’s.
There are probably other updates that you are clamoring for, but I can’t think of anything else to update now.
Jezu, ufam Tobie.
Oct 7, 2010 | Latest
OCTOBER’S CALL
Last time we were left on pins and needles (a funny phrase) wondering what would be the outcome of the Pawnee-Briggsdale game. We will get to that soon – the plot has definitely thickened — I checked out four websites to get more of the story. But today is the Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary and October is the month of the Rosary, so football has to take a back seat, or perhaps a lower spot on the bleachers.
October as a month is often times the Eve of Elections, and we are urged to take our Christianity into the public square. So we tea-party, rally, protest, debate, petition, campaign, go door-to-door, be good neighbors and in general stand for truth, justice and the Christian-American way while opposing the dictatorship of relativism in its numerous guises of terrorism, socialism, and so many other forms that would depress me to try to list.
The beginning of the month of October has a definite message for us before we step too boldly into the public square where we will be assaulted with every sort of ideology opposed to the goodness that Our Lord has shown us.
October 7th and October 13th are days of Blessed Mother, but they are also days that bring to mind two ideologies that are radically opposed to Christianity: Islam and Communism. Both of these dates also show the principle action that we need to do before we enter the public square lest all our activity makes us nothing more than noisy gongs and clanging cymbals.
October’s call is to fall in love. And the means we are given to do this is through meditation on the life of Jesus and the life of His Mother.
When Pope Pius V called on Christendom to pray for victory at Lepanto, his call, I am sure, was not one to pray feverishly in desperation for victory. I imagine his call to the faithful was to pray in quiet hope, by entering into that sanctuary that lies within each of us where we can experience the rush of the thrill of a first love and the peace of the deepening of a long-standing love. It is a sanctuary to which Blessed Mother takes us to be with her Son ever the same and ever new.
The public square needs the articulate, the activist, the organizer, but above all she needs saints.
Let us heed October’s call.
CONTROVERSIAL SOLUTION
Here is how the football controversy has played out so far. Pawnee, the scoreboard winner, did host the game. The phantom six points were added shortly before halftime. The Briggsdale coaches noticed and informed the referees. The referees decided not to do anything because it is not their job to keep score. The official score is in the hands of the homebook scorekeeper.
The Colorado High School Athletic Association officials originally told the two school to sort out the situation themselves. Later it said that Pawnee would be banned from postseason play if the right decision wasn’t made. (This seems to suggest that the CHSAA thinks that Briggsdale should be the winner.) The Pawnee athletic director says that Pawnee won the game. The Pawnee coach said that he feels sick over it.
The Briggsdale coach said it is not our school’s call. He said that they have to live with the situation and move on. He added that the two communities are neighbors. (Grover and Briggsdale are 25 miles apart, but are the nearest towns to each other.) And that that won’t change, and they need to be there for each other and help each other. [I like this coach.]
Now here is the most unusual thing about this whole situation. Years after graduating from high school, I remembered seeing on the Wiggins basketball schedule a game against Crow Valley. I asked several people where Crow Valley was, but they did not know. Well, in the 1990’s Pawnee and Briggsdale combined to play sports and were known as Crow Valley. (I assume they did this because of lower than usual enrollments.) It seems that they played their games at Briggsdale and they were known as the Falcons. (Perhaps Crows might have been a better bird of choice.) This combined team of Crow Valley won back-to-back state football championships
. I am guessing that Pawnee changed its mascot when they separated into individual teams again and Briggsdale decided to keep the name Falcons instead of returning to the Rams.
As it stands right now, Pawnee is the winner. I have a solution to the problem, but no one has asked me yet, so I am keeping it to myself.
Jezu, ufam Tobie.
Oct 7, 2010 | News
Over the Fourth of July weekend, The Benin family was in a serious car accident in France. Joe, and two of his children are fine, but his wife Rachel continues to be hospitalized. After many tests, doctors seem to think there was miraculously no harm done to the unborn baby. Rachel sustained many injuries. Please for her healing.
Sep 27, 2010 | Latest
CONTROVERSY!
Colorado high schools that play football are divided into seven groups. The biggest schools are 5A, then 4A, 3A, 2A and 1A. After that come the smallest schools which play 8-man and finally 6-man football. I have never seen an 8-man or a 6-man game, but they tend to be higher scoring than 11-man. I do not know the rules for 6-man. How many down linemen are there? Is everyone eligible like in pick-up games? Is the quarterback the only backfield player? I suppose the rules are on the internet somewhere, but I havent bothered to look.
Some of the schools Wiggins played in basketball when I was in high school played 6-man. These schools typically had graduating classes of fewer than 10 and school populations on the Eastern Plains have fallen over the years. Despite their small size, we often lost to them in basketball.
This past weekend, a six-man game has caused great controversy. The two opponents were Pawnee High School located in Grover and Briggsdale High School located in Briggsdale. These two schools share an unusual characteristic: Since I was in high school, both schools have changed their mascot. Pawnee used to be the Jackrabbits, now they are the Coyotes. Briggsdale used to be the Rams, now they are the Falcons. I sort of understand the Pawnee change, but I do not understand the Briggsdale change at all. Whatever happened to tradition? Maybe the girls at Briggsdale didn’t like being called Rams.
Here is the controversy. I think the game was played in Grover, but I am not sure of that. Anyway, the scoreboard at the end of the game read Pawnee 62; Briggsdale 57. However, someone from Briggsdale taped the game and in watching the tape found that the actual score was Briggsdale 57 Pawnee 56. Did no one at the game, coach, player, cheerleader or fan, notice that the scoreboard was wrong? Maybe it is hard on a Friday night to keep track of so many points, but still you would think at least one of the cheerleaders would have noticed.
This discrepancy is not insignificant. There are not a lot of 6-man football teams and these two are in the same league. The outcome of this game has serious implications in determining who will make the state tournament. Since there are so few teams, the polls show only the top eight 6-man teams. And the current poll has the top seven listed, then for #8 it has The winner of the Pawnee Briggsdale Game. So these are top teams that are involved.
It seems an easy solution. If the tape shows that Briggsdale won, then they won. But it might not be so easy. What if Pawnee had the ball at the end of the game and just ran out the clock instead of trying to score? The score of the game obviously dictates strategy.
So will it be the Jackrabbits turned Coyotes or the Rams turned Falcons who will be given the victory and the #8 ranking in the polls? Ill have the answer for you in October.
Jezu, ufam Tobie.
Sep 17, 2010 | Latest
ROCK BOTTOM
Nadir: The lowest point. Every now and then one hears a word used and thinks, Thats perfectly what that word means. Or one experiences something and thinks, This is such and such word personified. Well, I recently experienced the nadir of being surveyed over the phone. One cannot get lower than being hung up on by the pollster.
Heres what happened. Phone rings. I answer it. Typical intro from pollster. Survey begins. My responses: Yes, Im a registered voter. Republican. Highly likely to vote.
Thats as far as I got. Then the man on the other end of the line said, I am sorry. My machine is showing that it has reached its quota of data and any more will overload it. We must end this survey. Goodbye.
One can be overloaded with info, but I think I might be underloaded.
Take the Tea Party movement, for example. You name it, they will protest it. That was what I first heard about the Tea Party. Being a product of the 60s, I therefore had images of young radicals ready to start a riot at a moments notice who had joined forces to create a 3rd Party rival to the establishments two parties.
Not always making connections, several weeks later I was told that a Seton family hosted a Tea Party that was really well attended with great speakers. (In my mind I was not capitalizing Tea Party.) I thought it was a little strange, but it sounded like a pretty good social, though it also sounded as if the house would have been overcrowded, assuming that the tea party would of course be in someones home.
It reminds me of the time I got a letter well into the year 2000 from cloistered Poor Clare Sister Rose Marie. She said something like, I now know what Y2K stands for, but I still dont know why anyone would be worried about it.
While much of the rest of the world was hoarding bottled water and trail mix, or having underground gas tanks put into their backyards, or taking all of their savings out of the bank for safe keeping under their mattresses, the Poor Clares had no idea there was anything to worry about.
My brother John also had no worries about Y2K. While I was home during the summer of 99 with John and Mom there were advertisements on TV that would show a family getting ready in various ways for Y2K as a model for what we all should be doing. The family had a meeting and decided to have a store of water, flashlights and batteries I cant remember what else.
I asked after one of these, So what are we doing to prepare for Y2K?
John often had strong opinions clearly stated. He responded, If that family can survive Y2K, we are not going to have any problems. End of preparations.
I do now listen to Farm Radio 1010 KSIR sometimes. Heres an argument that was advanced yesterday. Caged chickens and feedlot cattle produce better than their free range and pastured counterparts because they have all the stress of life taken away: they dont have to worry about predators, where their next meal is coming from or finding a mate. They produce better, are healthier and happier.
And they never worry about Y2K or politics and never get hung up on by pollsters.
Jezu, ufam Tobie
Sep 7, 2010 | Latest
GAME TIME
All indications are that the first week of school has gone well at Seton. Its nice to begin the year with two four-day weeks.
There was a time at the opening assembly that I used to give an inspirational talk. I started thinking about the opening assembly and how boring they were, especially since the students just sat there through the whole thing mostly listening to rules.
So one year I gave the talk and afterwards had a game for everyone to play to determine who was the most unusual student in the school.
To start the game everyone stood up. Then I went through things that might be typical of a morning before school, and if a student had done that typical thing he had to sit down. For example: If you ate cereal for breakfast this morning, you must sit down.
I had no idea how this game would go over, but it ended up being pretty fun. Chris Bukowski was the winner of that unusual student game.
After that year of the game, I was never again asked to give an inspirational talk; I was only asked to lead a game. Prizes became a part of the game usually pretty bad prizes. Sometimes they were just things I found in the teachers room. Many times they were things I collected over the summer in Colorado.
The best prize I think I ever had was a giant rope that tied up a boat on the Chicago River or maybe Lake Michigan. Mr. Scheetz and I had driven back to Seton together from Colorado and had stopped in Chicago to see his sister. She took us on the boat ride and before we started the captain changed ropes. I asked him what he did with the old rope, and he said that it was thrown away. So I asked if I could have it and he saved it for me.
One game that was used several times was the Birthday Game. In all games all the students stand up at the beginning. In this one, the 12 months are in a hat and as each month is drawn, those whose birthday is in that month sit down. When it gets down to the last month, the elimination is by weeks in that month. Finally, the elimination is by days.
For the last four years Mrs. Carroll has led the game. She used the birthday game this year and Steven Foeckler was the winner. She even had a reused prize that one lucky winner had left behind from years ago an old Colorado license plate.
I like traditions, even ones that replace my inspirational talks.
