Speaking of Memory...
Mar. 8th, 2008 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
porphyryOn Thursday night, Andrew went with his grandfather (my father), to see Grammy in the hospital. Andrew is currently confined to a wheelchair while his broken leg mends.
Later, Andrew kept telling me about how he had almost been in another wreck. I didn't think too much about it since I thought he was talking about the actual car wreck in which his leg was broken.
It turns out he was right. Apparently, as my father was pushing Andrew's little wheelchair towards the sidewalk ramp, a driver parked by the curb who was trying to pull into the street and didn't see my father or Andrew. The car lurched forward and nearly struck them, but the driver was able to slam on the brakes before we had another catastrophe to deal with.
"What did Papa say?" I asked Andrew.
He thought, trying to remember. Then he affected a deep, loud voice. "Damn it, God, why don't you look where you're going and clear out, you sunny!"
What Papa really said was (the loud voice was correct on Andrew's part): "Goddammit, why don't you look where you're going before you try to clear out, you son-of-a-bitch!"
Andrew has since perfected it.
Later, Andrew kept telling me about how he had almost been in another wreck. I didn't think too much about it since I thought he was talking about the actual car wreck in which his leg was broken.
It turns out he was right. Apparently, as my father was pushing Andrew's little wheelchair towards the sidewalk ramp, a driver parked by the curb who was trying to pull into the street and didn't see my father or Andrew. The car lurched forward and nearly struck them, but the driver was able to slam on the brakes before we had another catastrophe to deal with.
"What did Papa say?" I asked Andrew.
He thought, trying to remember. Then he affected a deep, loud voice. "Damn it, God, why don't you look where you're going and clear out, you sunny!"
What Papa really said was (the loud voice was correct on Andrew's part): "Goddammit, why don't you look where you're going before you try to clear out, you son-of-a-bitch!"
Andrew has since perfected it.
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Date: 2008-03-10 04:40 pm (UTC)I wasn't raised Catholic, but I converted (badly) some years ago, and then lapsed into antinomianism. When Catholic I did hear the Tridentine Latin Mass at St. Agatha's several times. I think St. Francis de Sales down on Gravois is where they have the Latin Mass now. Have you ever been?
Re understanding, I guess I lean more to the Orthoox way, because to my mind, the liturgy is something to be experienced with the whole body (sight, sound, smell, emotion) and the intellect second. Anyway, if it's true (not arguing that point, just raising it for the case in point), then you wouldn't really be able to understand it in any case - if you believe the dogmatic theologians, you'd *never* be able to understand it; it would always be beyond you, even when you were translated into heaven.
:blows kiss to Benicek from the "amen corner," LOL: