LL, the Later Years


I wish you and those that you love a very happy Thanksgiving. I hope that you will have the courage to gather and share memories, love, kindness, and a great meal, no matter what tyrants, spewing hate, shout from their media outlets.

We have a great deal to be thankful for.

And while we remember our families, and our friends, also recall Christ and I urge you to keep your priorities straight.





God of our fathers, known of old,

Lord of our far-flung battle-line,

Beneath whose awful Hand we hold

Dominion over palm and pine—

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,

Lest we forget—lest we forget!


The tumult and the shouting dies;

The Captains and the Kings depart:

Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,

An humble and a contrite heart.

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,

Lest we forget—lest we forget!


Far-called, our navies melt away;

On dune and headland sinks the fire:

Lo, all our pomp of yesterday

Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!

Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,

Lest we forget—lest we forget!


If, drunk with sight of power, we loose

Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe,

Such boastings as the Gentiles use,

Or lesser breeds without the Law—

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,

Lest we forget—lest we forget!


For heathen heart that puts her trust

In reeking tube and iron shard,

All valiant dust that builds on dust,

And guarding, calls not Thee to guard,

For frantic boast and foolish word—

Thy mercy on Thy People, Lord!


I’ll be with all of my grandsons (ages 1-11) on Thanksgiving, but not with my granddaughters. I already did a pre-Thanksgiving dinner with them, but it doesn’t mean that I won’t miss them.


  1. Happy Thanksgiving, LL. God bless you and your whole family. I’m offering today’s Mass for all my readers and online friends.
    P.S. those girls look more like their mother every year!

  2. Happy Thanksgiving.
    Ditto on the thanks for Kipling, and the grandkids.
    The joy of life they bring is a needed reminder for all of us.

  3. Though much is screwed up and wrong today, there is much more to appreciate and be grateful for. There is yet decency, and kindness, and honor, and even moments of grace in this fallen world. We have kin, friends, heimat to look to. Nil Desperandum!

    Happy Thanksgiving!

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