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Ronda Chervin received a Ph.D. in Philosophy from Fordham University and an MA in Religious Studies from Notre Dame Apostolic Institute. A widow, mother, and grandmother, she currently teaches philosophy at Holy Apostles College and Seminary in Cromwell, Connecticut. Write to her at chervinronda@gmail.com.
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“I still haven’t made up my mind whether I shall publish it all. Some people are so humorless, so uncharitable, and so absurdly wrong-headed, that one would probably do far better to relax and enjoy life than worry oneself to death trying to instruct or entertain a public which will only despise one’s efforts, or at least feel no gratitude for them. Most readers know nothing about canon law. Many regard it with contempt and find everything heavy going that isn’t completely lowbrow. Some are so grimly serious that they disapprove of all humor. Others come to different conclusions every time they stand up or sit down. They seize upon your publications, as a wrestler seizes upon his opponent’s hair, and use them to drag you down, while they themselves remain quite invulnerable, because their barren pates are completely bald, so there’s nothing for you to get hold of.”
— St. Thomas More to Peter Gilles, 1516

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A beautiful poem and Random Insights
published 28 September 2012 by Dr. Ronda Chervin

My daughter, Diana, wrote this poem for her husband’s birthday. I thought it was more universal than she did and wanted to share it with you’all:

When curled up like a snail
and blue
yours is the hand
that helps me through.
I, brave and fearful, face the world – yours is the voice that says, “Unfurled,
you’re beautiful”, and that is all
that matters when the day unwinds;
our blanket talk, our same of kind,
our silent world,
the way your hand
removes the pain without a word
and when you speak, the dancing eyes,
the challenge spark, the seeking foot
that finds mine in the dark,
the hearts
lost to us now, but still enough
to tell us that love’s just a touch,
a sigh away. Uncurled,
your hand, my heart, our souls, our world.

—-

I had a lovely breakthrough with some of the Vietnamese nuns, priests, and seminarians at Holy Apostles. I suddenly got the impulse to ask one of them how you say hello in Vietnamese. It is, phonetically spelled by me, Sin Chow. So whenever I see someone from Vietnam now, I call out Sin Chow. Radiant smiles are my reward. They try so hard to learn English and most of us don’t even try to learn a bit of Vietnamese, just assuming it’s impossible.

A random thought about aging. Could one reason why some of us becoming more and more eccentric be that because we are semi-retired or really retired we are not afraid of losing our jobs if we become outrageous? If you are elderly, “try it, you’ll like it.”

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