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Monday, September 24, 2007

We Don't Need Another Hero - Tina Turner

A little inspirational song for the House of Bishops on the eve of their last day in NOLA.

5 comments:

MadPriest said...

Lisbeth,
You will always be my hero.

Robert Zacher said...

Wow!

"THE QUEEN OF ROCK & ROLL"

... no less! Yer goin for broke with her music. I hope more than a coupla bishops tune in here to listen in the morning.

Thanks Liz!

BTW, I finally figured out how to post here and elsewhere with my Google account.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Hello Zacher,

It's been a long, long time.

But, it's 'Elizabeth', my dear. MadPriest calls me 'Lisbeth' and occasionally "that Kaeton woman" but he, besides Ms. Conroy, are the only two allowed to tinker with my name.

Thanks.

Good hearing from you. And, now that you are on Google, I hope to hear more from you - criticism as well as applause.

Robert Zacher said...

It's been a long long time...

Well yes and no. Don't you remember finding us together slumming on Chris Cantrell's Apostolicity? At the time I mentioned being in touch here with you here ... before the new computer made it somewhat more of a chore.

By the way, it's always been Robert or Rob, Elizabeth. My sister is called Zach, as was my father. But you can call me anything you like ... I'm not fussy, just call me for dinner.

Speaking of dinner, tonight we have a hearty helping of B033 casserole ... and the leftovers from it until 2009.

Regards to Barbara ... er ... Ms. Conroy.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Funny. I've always called you Bob, but Blessed Jack Flaherty always, always, always called you "Zacher." Actually, it was more like "Zac KAH" in that wonderful thick Boston accent of his.

I think of Jack so many times in so many ways. I really loved that man.

Yes, we did connect over at Apostolicity. I remember. Still, it's been a long, long time since I've seen you. Twenty years? We probably wouldn't recognize each other on the street.

But the memories never fade.

Be well. Ms. Conroy says hello.