Most of Friday was spent listening to presentations by Dr. Ken Hardy and Dr. Mary Pipher, who are psychologists/therapists. While I thought both were pessimistic on their view of today’s youth, I thought they offered good insights into how to deal with extreme cases. One of the helpful insights they mentioned was the important role a community can play children’s lives.
Friday evening, the schools from the west coast held a dinner at Blackfinn Restaurant. It’s an Irish pub within walking distance of the Hilton, where the conference was. There we had the choice between a few different
dishes. I chose the glazed salmon (even over the steak tips); I was very pleased with my choice. Over dinner, I had the opportunity to socialize with some of the different faculty members from the schools in Napa and Sacramento. After that dinner, we walked back to the Hilton and Br. George introduced me to a number of Brothers and other Lasallians that were in the hotel bar. One of the Brothers that I got hang out with a lot while in Cincinnati was Br. Claude (pictured left). Br Claude, originally from France, works in Rome as part of the governing council for the Brothers. I definitely learned a lot about the French society and religiosity from him, as well as a lot of general insight about the Christian Brothers around the world.
On Saturday, there was a morning session that included a panel discussion and closing remarks. More of the fun things to blog about happened in the afternoon and evening. Given the afternoon off, I walked around downtown since that’s where the hotel was. I walked a few blocks south to the Ohio River. I walked over the Covington Suspension Bridge which was constructed in 1865 by the same designer who did the Brooklyn Bridge. This bridge was the prototype for the Brooklyn Bridge. As I started walking across it I noticed that cars driving over it made an unusual buzzing sound
. I looked over and noticed that there was no asphalt, but rather just a metal-grate-thing. If you dropped any pennies out your car while driving over the bridge, they would fall straight into the river. Well I walked over into Kentucky and back into Ohio.
That afternoon, I also walked over the Cathedral of Cincinnati, which was about 10 blocks away.
That evening there was a Mass and dinner award ceremony at the Lasallian high school in Cincinnati, La Salle High School. The Mass was held in the school’s chapel, which is one of the nicer school chapels I have seen. Above the altar is the sign “Live Jesus in our hearts…Forever,”
which is the saying Lasallians use to end their prayers. At the award dinner, I sat at a table that was comprised of educators from New York. It was an interesting group, personalities were almost what I would expect out of a group of New Yorkers (loud, opinionated, etc). It was a good time nonetheless and a good time to network.
Saturday night after getting back to the Hilton, I joined my semi-colleagues from DeLaSalle HS who were in attendance at the conference and we went out for ice cream and walked alittle around downtown. One of them pictured here is CJ (on the left) who works in our school’s campus ministry. Br. Bede (on the Right) currently works in Chicago, but he also joined our group.
When we got back, I joined some of the others in the hotel bar for some more socializing.
Finally, Sunday arrived and I packed up and prepared for my 12 hour drive back to St Paul. I can tell you about how many hours I listened to my CD player and how many hours I chatted on my cell phone with my hand’s-free device, but I will spare you the details. I made PBJ’s for breakfast and dinner; however, I did decide to treat myself out to lunch. On my way through Chicago, I went to Super Dawg for a Chicago hot dog. It’s on the corner of Nagle and Devon. It’s been featured on the Food Network; and when I had gone to Chicago a few years ago for Thanksgiving with John we had gone there. Lily would be able to tell you that my hot dog came in a poppy seed bun with NO ketchup. Though there was an assortment of other possibilities (besides ketchup) I got only mustard and onions.
Tidbit By Thomas: I had another great Thanksgiving here in Minnesota. Charlie’s family was as fun as ever and the food was as good as ever. One of the specialties at Charlie’s Mom’s thanksgiving is her spaghetti; turkey takes the back seat to the spaghetti. It’s a family tradition they’ve had for years and years. I ended up bring the layered jello to her house. At his Dad’s thanksgiving, the turkey was tender and I brought a box of assorted Blue Diamond Almonds.