I am sitting on the screened-in back porch of the guest house at Saint Leo Abbey in Saint Leo, Florida. A gentle rain is falling; I suppose it's around 60 degrees. (By the way, does anyone else remember when typewriter keyboards had the degree symbol? I still hunt for it reflexively, even though it's probably been over 30 years, since I used a Royal manual typewriter in college!) It's very quiet.
The abbey is on the campus of Saint Leo University, which was founded with the abbey, but is now independent. It's a small place; I haven't relly looked around, as I got here from Tampa Airport not much before Vespers, then came dinner, then a short break before Holy Mass at 7. (And if you are wondering, no, I doubt I'll get up for Matins at 4:30 am.)
The March for life yesterday was a great experience as always. I have attended about fifteen times over the last 30 years, and I've never seen it so packed. We could barely move the whole way. For about the first third, we could only creep along. It helped that the weather was very fine, in the 50s and sunny.
During my retreat, I'll be reading and reflecting on Dante's Divine Comedy, or as much as I get through. Ive wanted to read it for years.
5 comments:
St. Leo's is very tranquil...I used to live in Tampa but didn't know school is now separate. A wonderful place this time of year especially for a "snowbird" like yourself! May God richly bless your time there!!
Thank you for the update. :)
St. Leo was, maybe still is, a good baseball school. I have a friend from high school who went to St. Leo to play baseball. He flunked out! Very good player, poor student.
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Hi There Father Martin Fox. Great to see you writing and posting. Your old friends hosted a going away party for Pat Mullins and they had me and others give a roast Saturday. Our friend Morton and 200 others roared. I will see you on the internet soon again. Eugene Delgaudio
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