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icons/text.png Text: CommunioSanctorum.txt:
The Sharing of the Holy People
While I was living outside Wausau in Rib Mountain, a friend of mine
and a varying collection of other people formed a dispersed community
for daily prayer. One member of the group would compose a guide for
a two week period of shared prayer, typically including both morning
and evening prayer time. Because the members of the group were living
in different locations and had differing work schedules, and often
were in multiple time zones, there was no set moment when all of us
were in prayer together. Nevertheless, both my friend and I felt the
common support of the group praying together -- when we all did. But
when some of the group gave only lip service to our common prayer, we
could feel the weight of their lack of sharing. This sense of the
community was small and nebulous, hard to pin down. One could perhaps

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icons/text.png Text: Experiences in Human Dignity.txt:
Maintaining Human Dignity in Real Life Situations
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A home invasion; an 8-year-old kid manages to sleep through it.
A teenaged criminal enters a home and commits several crimes,
not least of which is shooting and injuring the father. The
young son is asleep and doesn't wake up until the criminal is
gone and the emergency services have been summoned. But later,
when the chaos is under control, the police are working the
crime scene. They are questioning everyone who was present, so
they want to know what, if anything, the 8-year-old heard.
Based on what you can imagine plus anything you've
seen in police shows and crime movies, how can the
detective in charge of the case preserve the human

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The Native Club
I was walking the main hall in West High and I saw the hand-lettered
sign for the West High Natives, every Tuesday after school. "Come join
us", it said. At once I began to wonder whether I could come.
There are some barriers. The first is that I am not a student at West.
I am a volunteer and donor. I am a West High graduate and the son of
two West High graduates. I was even a substitute teacher on three
different days, back in 1974. But I'm clearly not a current student.
Then, too, I'm not a Native American. Maybe the Native club wants to
include non-natives in a dialog; maybe I'm not excluded on just that
ground alone. Besides, there is an unsubstantiated tradition in some
distant parts of my family that our French-Canadian ancestry is just
euphemism for some unspecified and undocumented native heritage. But

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The Obviation Marshal
When I was still in high school, I got onto a sign painting binge. It
likely started with making signs to protect our woods from undesired
hunters, but rapidly branched out into a variety of messages, some of
them interesting and others just silly. One sign is painted on both
sides in white on a green ground, reminiscent of informational highway
signs. One side says:
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| FAILURE |
| MARSHAL |
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and the other side reads:
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| OBVIATION |
| MARSHAL |
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Most of the signs from those days have long since disappeared, but I
still keep that one. It is just too prescient to dismiss.

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Life With a Soundtrack
I've always wanted a soundtrack to my life, he said.
That's kind of what I have, I replied.
That was the first time it dawned on me that having music playing more
or less incessantly may not be the norm for all modern humans. For me
it is background music; I don't really listen to it most of the time.
Sometimes I'll notice, sometimes I'll even sing along or tap out the
rhythm. But usually not. It is simply a part of being conscious.
I think maybe sometimes I even go without music for brief periods of
time, but if I think about it the soundtrack will start up again.
I probably should have realized this is not the universal experience
when there was some discussion about "getting a song stuck in your
head" and I thought, "How is that different from all the rest of the

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