Mummy Joan, una bella Italiana, from Milano.
Munny lived a life of quiet agony and despair, bore me and died, while yet a pitilessly, young geel.
Nana Anna Maternal: haughty, autocratic, icy, aristocratic, austere, we adored one another.
Nana taught me all of what there is, of consequence, to know of society and the world.
Step Mummy Catherina:
Stepmother Catherina Beck, a German geel with a decidedly Germanic personality, from, I think, Bavaria, at any rate from the Catholic region over there, who took on the, indubitably thankless task, of pinch-hitting for Mummy and Nana and did far, far better than most any other could have done at that task.
Hortense Macon Memoriam.
While, I am who I am, in the main, because of the three, pictured, ladies one other, very much deserving of mention, was a coloured servant geel called Hortense Macon, Girl of the Garden, from Vicksburg, Mississippi, of whom, crystalline memory, but lamentably, no picture, remains or very likely, was ever taken.
- The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.
~~In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man~~~~Finis Origine Pendet…The escape commences…~~September, 1957~~Saint Jane Frances de Chantal Catholic parochial school, called, by anyone of any background, simply: “Chan~al,” a place where, of an autumn day in 1957, school, for me, began and ended in the first convening of the first grade in which a tiny nun, one Sister Dom Bosco, appeared before me, just behind the window appearing at far left of this photograph, and piped out this: “I may be small, but so then, is the Atom Bomb.”~~My determination to escape school commenced immediately on hearing about this Atom Bomb business and took 16 dicey and arduous years to finally accomplish.~~~~Non SibiThe escape continues…~~September, 1966~~The Cathedral Latin School~~Finis Origine Pendet~~~Κύριε ἐλέησον~~
Rejoice and Glad!!
~The Original Angry Bird~~The Catholic University of America Screaming Red Cardinal Mascot~~
~~EX LIBRIS~~~~THEOS EK MĒCHANĒS~~
Thursday, December 18th,~Anno Domini Nostri Iesu Christi, 2014
http://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=122865699&trk=hb_tab_pro_top "Jean-Marie Le Pen is a friend. He is dangerous for the political set because he's the only one who's sincere. He says out loud what many people think deep down, and what the politicians refrain from saying because they are either too demagogic or too chicken. Le Pen, with all his faults and qualities, is probably the only one who thinks about the interests of France before his own."~~ French actor~~Alain Delon
CONCEPT OF THE CATHOLIC AND ROYAL ARMY OF AMERICA (CRAA)
The Catholic University of AmericaSeal of The Catholic University of America
Motto~~Deus Lux Mea Est~~
Acta Est Fabula
The escape concludes…
The Catholic University Of America, Washington, District of Columbia.
1976, Anno Domini Nostri Iesu Christi.
Acta Est Fabula.
~~Our Ubiquitous Presence~~
Our Ruler now 63 years on~~
Simply the best President we could ever hope to have~~