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Another great reason to keep your Facebook

06
Oct 2010
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US Bishops Hosting a Facebook Pope Contest

WASHINGTON, D.C., OCT. 6, 2010 (Zenit.org).- Facebook users who “like” the profile page of the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops will get a chance to show off what they know about Benedict XVI and win a prize.

The USCCB is sponsoring “Pope Culture Week” on Facebook, starting next Monday, Oct. 11, and running through Friday, Oct. 15.

Each day, there will be a question about the life and teachings of the Pope. The first to provide the correct answer as a comment will receive a free copy of “Benedict XVI: Essays and Reflections on His Papacy.”

Mercy Sister Mary Ann Walsh, director of media relations for the USCCB and editor of the book, reflected: “We think this is a great opportunity to engage our Facebook fans while promoting literacy about the Pope by asking questions about his life.”

https://www.zenit.org/article-30571?l=english

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Thanks

05
Oct 2010
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Special thanks to Chris Brown for designing the new header to A Draught of Vintage.

Special thank to John Bloch for putting it up.

If you have any comments or feedback about the site overall I’d love to hear from you.

-Lord Bloch

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October Maples, Portland by Richard Wilbur

05
Oct 2010
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This was today’s poem from Davey’s.  It’s beautiful and reminds me of the Northeast, which I miss quite a bit.

October Maples, Portland

Richard Wilbur

The leaves, though little time they have to live,
Were never so unfallen as today,
And seem to yield us through a rustled sieve
The very light from which time fell away.

A showered fire we thought forever lost
Redeems the air. Where friends in passing meet,
They parley in the tongues of Pentecost.
Gold ranks of temples flank the dazzled street.

It is light of maples, and will go;
But not before it washes eye and brain
With such a tincture, such a sanguine glow
As cannot fail to leave a lasting stain.

So Mary’s laundered mantle (in the tale
Which, like all pretty tales, may still be true),
Spread on the rosemary-bush, so drenched the pale
Slight blooms in its irradiated hue,

They could not choose but to return in blue.




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