F or the almost 20 years that she lived in Mexico, one of my late mother's Irish friends frequently mentioned having a "No Day." A day with no social obligations, chores, tasks, or other work that interfered with whatever personal interests took one's fancy on the day in question. Since today -- a gray and chilly Saturday -- is Mom's birthday, the Grand Duchess is out with friends, and the Young Master is ensconced on the sofa in the TV room with a cold, yours truly is taking his own such No Day. I think Mom would approve of my decision to make the world go away, as the old Eddie Arnold song intoned, even if only for a little while. So, I will spend Saturday afternoon focused on that first squadron and small regimental staff of Eureka Saxon cuirassiers. These have stood waiting untouched over on the painting table for almost three weeks while we skied and otherwise gadded about with snowy, winter outdoor activities. I hope to share a painting update Sunday a
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Our gratitude is extended to you for reminding us that what we do is not war , not even a simulacrum. There is no valor, bravery, cowardice, pain or death. Only the joy of playing as we did when children with our toys. We need to think but more importantly simply to remember. When we do that all of our actions will be cast as they should be.
With hope for the most peaceful of worlds in the year to come,
I remain in friendship,
Gerardus Magnus
Archbishop Emeritus