Had to wake up for work this morning. As I do every Saturday, but this morning it was to get to the grounds EARLY for the Women’s Club flea market. The theater company needs new bikes, so we were commissioned (on breakfast at the diner) to run with the bulls and snag some used rides. Really, people starting lining up and staking claims at 8 a.m., and the ropes were finally let down at 9. We got bikes, mugs, glasses, silverware — all for restocking the company. Then I shopped books. Got a copy of Merton’s The Seven Storey Mountain, because for as much as it didn’t really affect me in Intellectual Journey, I thought it may do something for me now.
I read half a chapter from somewhere in the middle of the book, and Merton talked about visited the grotto while the Bonaventure students and teachers were enjoying a movie in Alumni Hall. He meditates on the campus and the faith community, and I’m starting to think there’s a lot I failed to grasp in my four years. Read the rest of this entry »
