St. Peter Canisius, Pray for Us!

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Tonight at 7:00pm at Christ the King Chapel, the center of the campus at Canisius College, the student athletes, coaches and staff will gather for a Mass and convocation.  I have the honor of cantering this Mass and it is a great reminder for me that we are not just an institution of higher learning; we are a Roman Catholic institution complete with the identity of Jesuit education.  Please click here http://www.canisius.edu/jesuit/ for more insight into what it means for us to continue the Jesuit mission.

When my son was a freshman at Canisius High School he had to do research about St. Ignatius of Loyola.  While he complained about the need to learn about the founder of the Society of Jesus, he took the name Ignatius as his confirmation name (although his dad and I suspect it was because he already had the research done).  In 2007 I had the honor to kiss the ground, in a Roman rectory, where St. Ignatius died.  In that same church was a statue of St. Peter Canisius, the patron saint of our school.

The Society of Jesus “is also said to have been the first order to undertake officially and by virtue of its constitutions active works such as the education of youth of all classes.” (http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/07639c.htm).  The 28 Jesuit colleges and universities across the United States are testimony of the mission.

After the Mass tonight the SA’s will listen to various speakers and take head shots for all media publications.  They will be reminded that as a student athlete they have a higher standard they must uphold because where privilege is given also comes great responsibility.  They will fidget in their seats, uncomfortable with the message and probably be a little bored, as well.  I only hope they someday appreciate how special their experience was and uniquely Jesuit.

St. Peter Canisius, Pray for Us!

Life is good!

Jude

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Grilled Goat Cheese with Tomatoes

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2                 Slices Multi-grain Bread

1-2 oz        Goat Cheese

1                 Ripe Tomato

D’Avolio    18 Year Balsamic Vinegar

D’Avolio    Tuscan Olive Oil

Pinch         Corse Salt

Heat a heavy skillet on medium.

Thinly slice tomato.  Put half the tomato on bread and sprinkle with a little salt.  Break up goat cheese on tomato and drizzle a little D’Avolio 18 Year Balsamic Vinegar on top.  Cover with remaining tomato slices.

Drizzle  D’Avolio Tuscan Olive Oil in pan and place sandwich on oil sliding it around the pan.  Cook until brown (a few minutes) on one side and flip.  Don’t over cook!

Enjoy with fresh peach slices drizzled with the Balsamic Vinegar.

Town House –Independent Living with Training Wheels

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Oh joy, he “made” it into an on campus town house this year.  Yipee! Absent in all of the anticipation of this glorious assignment was that the cost of the town house alone is equal to room and board in the dorms.  Ooopsie!

Good news is that we got the old sectional out of the garage where it has been since the new one arrived during March Madness.  Oh yeah, I can’t say March Madness…silly me…since the NCAA basketball championships in March.  Between the truck rental, the ginormous amount of tolls on the New York State Thruway and the gas we decided it may have been cheaper to go to a discount store and buy a new one.  Ah, but this one has a sofa bed in it.  I don’t know but I’m thinking we may have just contributed to the near occasion of sin.

Anthony could not wait for the independent life of a town house.  Little does he realize, he is now sharing with four other guys rather than just one room mate.  Most of all, he is sharing FOOD with these guys.  How long will it take before there is a fight over who ate the last yogurt (ok, drank the last beer but let me live the dream for just a little longer)?

Not to throw Fairfield University under the bus here but the town house was filthy.  The kitchen was really dirty…not a good way to start.  My husband cleaned the cupboards, counters and walls.  Really?  They clean the dorms, don’t they? But, not wanting to be a helicopter mom, I know it is not my place to complain. 

It appears Anthony may be in charge of grocery shopping.  He does have experience and I have had him shop at home for the family.  The only difference is, shopping at home is with my debit card and shopping at school is with pooled money.  Good luck with that.

He called me the other day and told me each of the guys gave him $20 and he was on his way to Sam’s Club to stock up.  Stock up with $100?  Good luck with that!  He told me what his basic list was and I just chuckled.  He would need double what he had.  I made the tragic error of telling so.  Bad mother! 

I got the next call just after check-out at Sam’s. $67 included chicken (you know Mom, if you buy chicken with the skin on it’s cheaper!), ground beef (we can make our own hamburgers), center cut pork chops and chips (two for one, gotta love BOGO).  He bought bread and buns, a huge bag of frozen broccoli and bananas, cereal and milk and a big bag of charcoal.  He was then off to the Stop-and-Shop for fruit and condiments.  Total spent: $105. 

I am very proud of him and realize he is going to learn way more than how to center a beer pong table on top of Ikea side tables.  He is going to review all of his kindergarten skills only the town house is in place of the sandbox.

Oh, and when I texted him yesterday he said he couldn’t talk…they were having a barbeque!

Life is good!

Jude

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How Do You Spell Spirit and Loyalty?

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B.O.N.F.I.R.E!

When I was 13 years old my brother started his four wonderful years at the University of Notre Dame.  I attended my first college game in the fall of 1971 and I believe it was against Navy…don’t hold me to that one, though.  Anyway, we were there for the bonfire and pep rally.  The game was almost an anti-climax but who cared?  I was sold.  I wanted to go to Notre Dame.  Period.  No talking, just action.  In 1972, just one year later, Father Theodore Hesburgh decided to admit women as Notre Dame Undergraduates.  Score!  So, study I did getting higher SAT’s than my brother and having a higher class rank.  I applied.  I was rejected.  A boy from my high school class with lower grades and test scores got a full scholarship to play what else?  Football.  And I was rejected.  I had no plan B but needed one fast.

I applied to Canisius College.  I got in.  In the fall of 1976 I entered as a freshman, waiting for the pep rallies.  There were none.  I waited to learn the fight song.  There was none.  No marching band, no football stadium, no identity, no spirit, no loyalty…at least that’s how my wounded 18 year old heartfelt.

How did I end up here?  It was so unfair – lucky freshmen flocked to the South Bend and I was in Buffalo.  Buffalo?  Are you kidding me?  Really?

Well, I was just dumb.  Seriously dumb.  What I found at Canisius was an intimate learning environment where professors knew me by name and guided me through the maze of opportunity.  I became involved in student government and sat on several search committees.  I did television shows promoting Canisius College with Rev. Ryan, S. J. and met my husband of nearly 30 years. 

I even found school spirit with our horrible basketball team just off NCAA probation for violations surrounding NBA trouble maker, Larry Fogel.  I loved my four years at Canisius and I made friendships that have lasted to this day.  Add to it my 21 years of work service to my alma mater and you have nearly half my life lived as a devoted Golden Griffin.

Tonight marks the second annual bonfire and C-Block Rally in the Quad.  Better yet, the unveiling of the newly arranged fight song.  A real live fight song!  I only had to wait 34 years!

Go Griffs!!!!  Beat Niagara!!!!

Life is good!

Jude

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First Day of School but No Picture

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When Anthony was a little boy we used to always take videos and pictures.  As doting parents, it was our responsibility to record every moment in his life.  Actually, I’m not that good.  I am the person filled with good intentions.  I am the one who starts a journal then leaves the pen on the page for days.  I try to catch up but write babble (likely much like this!) and set pen down again in frustration.  Months later I re-read what I wrote and feel wholly inadequate.

Much was the same with Anthony.  At the beginning we took lots and lots of pictures.  As time went on the camera was saved for birthday parties, holiday dinners and Christmas.  We have at least always been dedicated to taking pictures on vacations.  Phew…at least that went well.

Unintentionally, at first, we created my favorite video of Anthony.  When he started Kindergarten we taped him packing up his backpack (filling it with all of those glue sticks I talk about in a previous blog).  We walk down the street to the bus stop and film the big bus gobbling him up.  That year we did a post school interview.  Low and behold, we did not pick up that tape again until the beginning of 1st grade.  It was then I had the idea of filming about five minutes a year during the preparation and beginning of school.  The tradition caught on quickly and became one of the most enjoyable parts of school preparation.

First we would go school shopping with the irritating list of school supplies.  Then we would come home and watch the video from previous years.  By 7th grade it was pretty long and there was resistance from Anthony but I didn’t care.  I was bound and determined to get these clips!  And, I did!  The tape is not only a review of how much he grew each year he began doing commentary about current events.  There was even a short clip about my brother’s passing in 2001.  It is one of my most prized possessions.  I think I’m going to go watch it right now!

Life is good!

Jude

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