This was taken May 3 2017… I figured pay phones are not going to be around much longer… so wanted to chronicle them as part of our ever changing history…
After a downtown Mass I spied this prayer card and almost took it. But then I though, no no, that’s just not right. Some sweet soul left it here and it belongs at the foot of the statue where it was placed. So I took this photo, instead. Turned out way nicer than just the card by itself.
The statue is this old, slightly beat up statue of Christ with an open heart. It always seems to look away from me, as if I’m doing something wrong. But it’s probably just the positioning. That, and the fact that it’s on a stand, much higher than floor level.
Today I felt like I did the right thing by not taking this card home with me.
So today I finally got around to taking the wheels into the shop. We had four slow leaks.
The auto shop is pretty cool. In a grubby end of town under gentrification. The shop has been around for years, unchanged, and is pure Starsky and Hutch. The characters coming and going… I swear I could write a successful TV pilot from just a few hours there!
But I didn’t stay the whole time. I had to get away. So I walked to the downtown core, which is getting more congested every year. Felt more like Chicago or New York instead of my once modest Toronto.
After an icky visit to the Eaton Centre – don’t like it much any more – I hopped over to the newly renovated St. Michael’s Cathedral. I haven’t been to Mass for about a week and felt like a fish out of water… happily diving back into the tank after almost thirsting to death for the waters of heaven.
But it was a huge change from the auto shop.
Leaving, I noticed a brand new flatscreen monitor by the exit. It seemed strange and unnecessary. But what do I know?
I just took the picture…
Another great photo from Pixabay.
Last Saturday I happened to go down to St. Michael’s Cathedral, downtown Toronto. I never know when the Christmas decor will be taken down in the Catholic Church because I joined quite late in life. But I do like how they extend it.
Turns out today or maybe Tuesday is the last day. Although it seems there is some variation. I also went to Mass on Sunday eve so this wasn’t really my “last day of Christmas.” But that was at another church. And I liked the sound of it.
If the Church can arbitrarily say when Jesus was born, I can do the same for the last day of Christmas! For me, it’s Feb 13th, the day before Valentines Day. You just can’t have Christmas running into that. At least, I can’t.
This angel was looking over the manger scene.
Over the holidays TCM broadcast an old film about Bernadette, the young village woman who allegedly saw the Blessed Virgin Mary at Lourdes. It was a good film. Made me think about the whole thing. Here’s a pic of a Catholic church named after all that.