The photo above is of a black Catholic priest from Ghana leading a limbo dance.
I was at a funeral today. I last saw Bernice Krueger, Donice’s mother, several weeks ago and knew her time was near. It wasn’t easy to say goodbye then, and the last few days seemed strange, and it wasn’t easy to concentrate.
In response to a comment I made on a recent post, Red pill, blue pillcame to mind today during the funeral mass:
We all influence each other. Luke’s comments reminded me that I should always try to be my best so that I can have the most positive impact that I can.
To everyone who reads this blog, thank you! For those who have posted and guests of the law firm who have posted, thank you! To all of you who comment, call me, write me privately, give suggestions or just give us some positive energy, thank you! Ruck DeMinico, who is the editor of the blog and makes sure my prose is in an understandable form of English – thank you!
I have learned so much from this 16 year endeavor and simply want to thank and for those of you who influence and teach me. Public writing and education are not unidirectional.
Bernice was a fun person and full of life. I even got the cattle ranch mom on Chip’s Ahoy!
She and her husband gave their time and money to anonymously support the educational needs of others. Bernice supported seminaries in her diocese. She was a person of faith. Donice wrote a beautiful obituary about her mother.
Every time we take positive action to inspire or support someone else, we are working at our best. Whether that action is large or perhaps something is overlooked, these actions are important. The boys’ lessons from scouting to do a good deed at least once a day is something that has a lot of wisdom in it.
So the limbo-dancing priest inspired Bernice to do her best to go as low as she could. . .
. . .which in turn inspired others to forget about looking silly and try to do the same. Even the smallest actions are important to add some joy to our lives.
There is a time for everything and a time for every activity under heaven
— Ecclesiastes 3.1