Tuesday, July 9, 2019

Miles Pond, Vermont

In a Puff Back...


“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life,
what you will eat or drink; or about your body,
what you will wear.
Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap
or store away in barns,
and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.
Are you not much more valuable than they?  
Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?"
(Matthew 6:25 +)

My nose always knows.  So when I walked into our cabin on Friday afternoon, I knew that the smell I was experiencing was unusual; I knew it was bad.  As I made my way around the darkened rooms, I noticed a black soot covering every thing, and slowly as the shock began to register, I eased my hooded sweatshirt up to cover around my nose and mouth. I couldn't breathe. By the time my knight in shining armor, my furnace friend Kevin arrived, he could only verify what I had already begun to suspect, our furnace malfunctioned aka a Petroleum Puff-Back.  What is a Petroleum Puff Back you ask? The ServePro website states, “A puff back happens when an oil burner doesn't ignite immediately and oil fumes are allowed to build up before ignition, resulting in an explosion similar to the backfiring of a car.  It can also occur due to a buildup of debris, causing an excessive explosion when the furnace turns on. In either case, the explosion sends soot and debris through the furnace or boiler's exhaust system and into your home or business.  The problem tends to be worse with forced hot air systems (opposed to a forced hot water system) as the heating ducts spread soot into every corner of your home, with the same efficiency that they spread heat…”
Next came a virtual parade of insurance adjusters, contractors and mitigation specialists who look at the contents of our home as a commodity. And while I am most grateful for their incredible expertise, they will examine each object and determine whether it can be saved or must be trashed. They will remove the damaged ceilings, floors and even the walls. If only these walls could talk! I know that it is just a building, but all of our family camps at this pond are like members of the family.
In the weeks and months ahead, as our Black Bear Bungalow is restored and perhaps even transformed, I will try to remember not to treasure things. Our memories and our love live on in the people God has given us to cherish.


“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow.
They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon
in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.
If that is how God clothes the grass of the field,
which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire,
will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?
So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’
or ‘What shall we wear?’
For the pagans run after all these things,
and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.
But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness,
and all these things will be given to you as well.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow,
for tomorrow will worry about itself.
Each day has enough trouble of its own” (Matthew 6:25 +).


“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth,
where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.
But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven,
where moths and vermin do not destroy,
and where thieves do not break in and steal.
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also”
(Matthew 6:19-21)


Miles Pond

54 Years and Counting








Thursday, August 30, 2018

Brookfield, Connecticut

Happy New Year!



          August 30, 2018

          
Dear New Students,

     I can't wait to meet you today in Room 11.  I am so grateful that God has helped our paths to intersect like this!  Thank you for sharing your story with me as I share many of my stories with you and together, we will build our classroom community for the greater glory of God.  Let's pray for each other each day as we work hard to discern God's call.  Happy New Year!

Love,
Mrs. Fallon

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Dublin, Ireland

Glasnevin Cemetery


     On our last day in Ireland, we spent the day in the cemetery.  Not just any cemetery, but the Glasnevin Cemetery.  (Check it out https://www.glasnevintrust.ie/)  We came here to find my husband's great grandfather, but we found so much more.  Not only do they have a chapel, a museum, a gift store, a coffee shop and a full-time genealogist on staff, the cemetery boasts, according to a tour guide, more people in the cemetery than LIVING in Dublin.  WOW!  How can that be?

This sign shocked me!

We found his grave!  



Doolin, Ireland

A Modest Proposal


          This 30th Anniversary trip to Ireland was fantastic thanks to our kids and this incredible husband of mine!  When we were on the boat by the Cliffs of Moher (Check out this website for much better photos than mine!  https://www.cliffsofmoher.ie/),  I was taking in all of the beautiful scenery, when my Spiderwoman-like observation skills noticed the guy standing next to me taking a black box out of his pocket and, before I could yell, "RING!" he was down on one knee proposing.  I think that she said "yes" by the way.  What a privileged bystander I was!  I was reminded of the sanctity of marriage, and how blessed I am each day to walk through my life's daily pilgrimage with my husband by my side.  





My Mom and Dad were able to celebrate their 50th Anniversary!

PC Finest Image

Successful couples need friends who support them too!  PC:  Finest Image

Thursday, July 12, 2018

Corofin, Ireland

Shaking That Family Tree

     
     A special shout out to my loving husband and incredible kids without whom my pilgrimages would not have happened. This pilgrimage to Ireland is to honor our Irish ancestors, who, like all of our forebears from many parts of the world, sacrificed so much... and they didn't even know us.   As we have combed Irish towns for clues about where our respective families originated, we have been overwhelmed with gratitude for our ancestors and the generous hospitality of all the people we've met. Although we long to always know more about their stories, we love our lives in the U.S.A.  This week, we have been humbled to hear the stories about the Irish Potato Famine and religious persecution.  The courage they must have had to leave their homeland and travel to America is truly mind boggling.  We come from sturdy stock! (Do you know where your ancestors came from?  Here is a sample below you might use to get started.)  





     





Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Blarney, Ireland

Kissing the Blarney Stone...
and Taking Notes


          I don't think that I ever had a Barbie Doll until my college roommate got me one, but I always loved the idea of being a princess, even if it was a tomboyish one.  It was never about the clothes and the goldilocks mane, for me if was all about the abode, the bullpen... you know, the house.  Castles are cool, literally and figuratively!  Therefore, when we started planning our pilgrimage to Ireland, I knew that we HAD to visit Blarney, Ireland;  explore the Castle and yes, kiss the Blarney Stone.  Here's a little history about this very cool castle (https://www.blarneycastle.ie/pages/castle-history).




Here's the lore about the Blarney Stone!  (https://www.blarneycastle.ie/pages/kiss-the-blarney-stone)
           We waited in line for about an hour and a half.  Climbing the winding staircase inside the castle reminded me of ascending the Statue of Liberty.  Even as we were climbing, we had to tuck ourselves into extremely tight spaces.  The gentleman in front of me must have been at least 6' 7" tall, and he seemed to really love the challenge of getting in to very close quarters.  I have to say that I was more interested in the exploring the different niches of the architecture and not falling on my head!