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  • volume one | issue one

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    AUGUST 2012

    IN THIS ISSUE

    Who We Are

    Contact Us

    My Take: You Never Really Run Alone | Jennifer Scroggins

    Keep It Simple: Clean Out Your Home,

    Mind, and Soul | Susan Vogt

    Pop Culture: Blame It on Andy |

    Christopher Heffron

    Reel Time: To Rome With Love | Christopher Heffron

    Black + White + Read All Over: Abraham Lincoln:

    Vampire Hunter | Kathleen M. Carroll

    Channel Surfing: When Reality Television Gets It Right | Christopher Heffron

    At Home on the Farm | Carol Ann Morrow Where faith and family meet

    More Than Mere Food | Diane M. Houdek

    Its Easy Being Green | Christopher Heffron

    Your faith and the environment

    In the News | Rachel Zawila

    Did You Know?: Can Catholics Celebrate

    Weddings Outside? | Pat McCloskey, ofm

    Questions about faith

    Inspiring Lives: St. Augustine and St. Helena | Kathleen M. Carroll

    Saints Among Us: Clark Massey | Judy Zarick

    Parting Words

  • My Take_________________________________

    J E N N I F E R S C R O G G I N S

    You Never Really Run Alone

    Even when youre not running with a

    partner, and it feels like its just you and

    the road, youre always part of a great big

    community of supporters.

    Thats one of the first lessons you learn

    when you take up the sport: runners love

    other runners. They love to talk about

    running, think about running, blog about

    running, and then listen to other people

    talk about running.

    If youre training for only a 5K, an

    experienced marathoner will cheer you

    every step of the way. Shell advise you on

    your mileage, your shoes, your pre-race

    breakfastyou name it.

    It doesnt matter how fast (or not) you

    might be. It doesnt matter what kind

    of fancy (or not) gear you use. All that

    matters to one runner is that you also

    are a runner and, thus, you are forever

    connected by the power of the pavement.

    Running is a sport of great equalizers.

    The best runners in the world can be

    sidetracked by injury or illness just as

    easily as a neighborhood jogger can be.

    In any race, every runner has to battle

    the same course and the same weather,

    whether its extreme heat, bitter cold, or

    even the occasional spray of hail.

    Theres a unity in the battle of running.

    No matter the circumstances, were

    always racing against ourselves, fighting

    our bodys desire to stop and our minds

    doubts and disbeliefs. As often as we think

    we cant, we know we mustand we

    know we will.

    The power in that determination bridges

    the gaps between male and female, young

    and old, fast and slow. It even can bridge

    the philosophical and social gaps that tear

    us apart on a global political level.

    Never more was that evident to me than

    in the Jerusalem Marathon on March 16,

    2012, when a Catholic from Kenya won

    an event that featured runners from 50

    different countriesincluding a woman

    running through the streets of Jerusalem in

    a shirt that said Palestine.

    David Cherono Toniok won the race

    in a course-record 2:19:52 and told the

    Jewish Telegraphic Agency news service

    that, as a devout Catholic, he was thrilled

    to have his first marathon win happen in

    Jerusalem.

    Toniok covered the 26.2 miles in about

    a minute less than it took me to complete

    the half-marathon that day.

    Yet we are the same. We both set out that

    morning to conquer hills, wind, rain, and,

    yes, even sporadic hail.

    I cant prove it, but I say with certainty

    that we both worried about the weather;

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  • obsessed over what to eat and when;

    arrived at the start of our races with a mix

    of excitement, dread, curiosity, and nerves;

    and took off knowing that no matter what

    happened, the result would be ours and

    ours alone to revel in or to regret.

    I suspect we both spent countless hours

    after the race dissecting every detail with

    our friends and plotting ways to do better

    the next time out. And Im willing to bet

    that if I ever met Toniok, wed have no

    problem striking up conversations about

    everything from energy gels and hydration

    to pre-race routines and superstitions.

    Runners love other runners. The

    camaraderie is genuine, and the support is

    heartfelt.

    The bond of the community grows

    stronger with each step its members take,

    and newcomers are welcomed with open

    arms (and plenty of free advice).

    Its a powerful thing to call yourself a

    runner. It means something. Other people

    see it and wonder: Could I do that? Am I

    strong enough? Do I have what it takes?

    The answer, of course, is yes. It wont

    always be easy, but there always will be

    another runner along the way when you

    need encouragement and inspiration. The

    community will be there, accepting you for

    all your fears, struggles, and foibles, and

    celebrating your milestones and successes.

    Running has been likened to a religion,

    and theres ample reason to affirm that

    analogy.

    At its best, the Catholic Church resembles

    the scene at a road race, with crowds of

    runners and their families and friends

    cheering and supporting one another from

    start to finish.

    Every shape, size, race, and class can be

    seen, and we all have a unique story to tell

    about how we got to the start line in the

    first place and how our journey is going.

    Some miles, we feel great! Were cruising

    along, thankful to be enjoying the sights

    and sounds and the strength of our bodies.

    But seemingly in an instant, we can grow

    tired and discouraged and we need a

    partner to help us keep trudging toward

    the finish.

    At its best, the Catholic Church prepares

    us well for the race, and we share our

    insights and passion with one another

    along the way. As runners love other

    runners, so we love each member of our

    faith community. And as runners love

    to talk about running, so we are moved

    to share the beauty of Catholicism with

    everyone we encounter.

    Both running and religion boil down

    to belief. Theyre about learning to trust

    our training and push ourselves from our

    comfort zones to reach the bigger goals

    to which we aspire. We acknowledge

    the difficulties with the understanding

    that every run is a good runpart of the

    process of growthno matter how we

    judged it when we were in the moment.

    We know that every step we take is

    made in faith and that we never really

    run alone. +

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  • Pop Culture _________________________________

    C H R I S T O P H E R H E F F R O N

    Blame It on Andy

    Perhaps no other celebrity in history has

    been a greater champion of pop culture

    than Mr. Warhol. From that alabaster-

    white wig, to the oversized sunglasses

    that could shame an Olsen twin, to the

    monosyllabic way he communicated,

    Warhol was the birth father of the modern

    pop culture movement. And nowhere was

    his keen understanding of it on greater

    display than in his art.Who else could

    take a bland design concept like a can

    of Campbells soup and reinvent it as

    something wholly new and stimulating?

    Who else could turn a sultry Marilyn

    Monroe into a punk-rock painted lady?

    Warhol just got it.

    Thanks to that modern miracle

    televisionpop culture satisfies our

    collective sweet tooth every day. And

    weve never been hungrier. Browsing a

    used bookstore recently, I passed a shelf

    of random titles. Nestled in between

    Ayn Rands Atlas Shrugged and Truman

    Capotes In Cold Blood was (are you

    sitting?) Snookis bestseller, A Shore Thing.

    But I wasnt disgusted. I should have been,

    but I wasnt. I was proud of that girl for

    using her 15 minutes to conquer every

    conceivable medium at her tanned and tiny

    fingertips. (Yes, I bought a copy. It was $3.

    Leave me alone.)

    But pop culture is more than 4-foot-9,

    Chilean-born reality stars (though I

    wouldnt hate it if it werent). Its about

    flavor. Its about fun. Pop culture doesnt

    demean. It entertains as it informs. It can

    take the shape of MC Hammers parachute

    pants, or Linda Blairs pea-green projectiles

    in The Exorcist, or Jennifer Anistons coif

    on Friends. Pop culture takes a snapshot of

    the world in which we liveeven as that

    world rapidly changes.

    Life would be just a Campbells soup can

    without it. +

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  • At Home on the Farm_________________________________

    C A R O L A N N M O R R O W

    On his familys 27-acre farm in Indiana, Kyle Kramer co