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Whack-a-mole   Did you ever play a game of whack-a-mole? It’s an arcade game. To play, you hold a mallet and try to hit toy moles — which appear at random — and force them back down into their holes. I haven’t actually played a real game of whack-a-mole, but this summer I felt like...
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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

'It was like world peace'

'It was like world peace' So a priest, a rabbi and an imam walk into a….   More on that later.   When I was a teenager, my dad taught pharmacology at the I.U. Medical School in Indianapolis. Part of his job included working with graduate students in the Toxicology Department.   In the summer of 1967, I...
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Thursday, August 27, 2015

Jaya: her gift is reverence

Jaya: her gift is reverence   More than a few years ago, Bishop John McRaith of the Diocese of Owensboro led a day of prayer for employees at the Diocese of Evansville Catholic Center, and one of his comments has stayed with me. He talked about the different gifts offered by Irish Catholics and German Catholics and Itali...
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Monday, June 22, 2015

Susan Tenbarge: Tyler was just always special

Susan Tenbarge: Tyler was just always special It was a splendid June afternoon when Susan Tenbarge left her vegetable garden and took a seat at her wooden picnic table. A friendly cat joined her as she started talking about her oldest son, Tyler. He’s a seminarian studying for the priesthood for the Diocese of Evansville. He had been ord...
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Thursday, June 11, 2015

You'll know

You'll know   My Grandma Murray made the best donuts. I didn’t get to see her very much when I was a young girl, but occasionally she and my grandpa would take a few Greyhound buses south from their home in northern Wisconsin to our home in Indianapolis. During those visits, she would head into our...
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Monday, June 01, 2015


Anticipation   I’m living in a state of anticipation, and it sure is fun. There’s going to be a visit soon from my son, his wife and their precious six-month-old son. They live in North Carolina, and I don’t get to see them enough. I know their visit is going to be wonderful. There’...
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Thursday, May 21, 2015

A tiny ambassador

A tiny ambassador   My husband and I drove to Henderson, Ky., a few Friday nights ago to have dinner in a small restaurant there.   As we headed south out of town — still on the Indiana side — I began to notice the massive amount of water that was covering the countryside on both sides of the h...
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Monday, May 04, 2015

Who me?

Who me?   Well, it’s happened. I’ve been officially labeled “old.” It all started on Good Friday when I was walking across the parking lot at church. Two teenagers were on one side of me, and a delightful child was being carried in her grandfather’s arms on the other side...
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Monday, April 20, 2015

Our tapestries

Our tapestries   Sometimes in the quiet times, when things aren’t going very well, an idea from the past helps a little bit. That happened to me recently. Things were kind of tough; and in the middle of the night I started thinking about “tapestries.” I was a young woman when I first heard...
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Thursday, April 09, 2015

In the hand of God

In the hand of God Sometimes when I’m heading into a difficult situation — a situation that could have a really bad outcome — I think about my Uncle Arvey. He was probably one of the smartest men that I knew when I was a kid. He was an engineer, and he was very clinical and very rational and very an...
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Monday, March 16, 2015