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PURA VIDA FROM COSTA RICA

PURA VIDA FROM COSTA RICA

"Pura vida" is literally translated as "pure life." In Costa Rica it is a greeting and good by common phrase. For Costa Rican’s it implies a philosophy of a happy spirit, difficulties overcome and life enjoyed leisurely. Our unit is above the beach. It has a patio outside and a small dip pool. So, we spent the entire day there reading and doing nothing Monday. We went to the lobby only for lunch and dinner. The rest of the day…

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AMERICAN CATHOLIC BISHOPS – SCOFFLAWS AND LAW BREAKERS?

AMERICAN CATHOLIC BISHOPS – SCOFFLAWS AND LAW BREAKERS?

In January, the Seattle times published an opinion piece by Terrence Carroll and Sam Sperry titled "Church leaders should be careful influencing political campaigns" Http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/opinion/2008601098_opin08sperry.html They were critical of Catholic church leaders attempting to influence voting on legislative issues as well as for political candidates, as religious tax exempt organization. Seattle Archbishop Alex Brunett was interviewed on a local Catholic radio station about the piece. He was upset and critical of their views as well as them personally. He insisted his…

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Two Additional Blogs I Have Created

Two Additional Blogs I Have Created

I’ve added two more weblogs. One is a site where I have posted a collection of photographs. Some are more for personal enjoyment and some are photos that I like. Some of the photos were taken by Lita and some by me. I intend to load photos from our most recent trip as soon as I have time. This site is Paul Luvera Photo Album: http://www.paulluveraphotoalbum.com/. With some reservation I’ve also created a weblog for plaintiff trial lawyer tips. I’m…

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Sangster, Fitzgerald, Ware, Millay & Selected Poems

Sangster, Fitzgerald, Ware, Millay & Selected Poems

The Sin of Omission It isn’t the thing you do, dear, It’s the thing you leaved undone; That gives you a bit of a heartache at the setting of the sun. The tender word forgotten, The letter you did not write, The flowers you did not send, dear, Are your haunting ghosts at night… For life is all to short, dear, And sorrow all too great, To suffer our slow compassion That tarries until too late; And it isn’t the…

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