Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Monday, November 11, 2013
Lest we forget
As ever, on this the eleventh day of the eleventh month, I humbly ask friends and readers for prayers for the repose of the souls of my ancestors who served their countries faithfully in the two Great Wars of the last century:
My great grandfather, William Doloughan; my maternal grandfather, Herbert Edward Burkett; and my paternal grandfather, Norman Hucknell White.
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine; et lux perpetua luceat eis.
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All the best Hilary with the MRI. Have been through similar struggles. Am new to this site....OK, new to technology in general. Am hoping to travel to Italy next year. I live in Australia so it's a long, expensive journey. Am a widow with 4 adult children, 3 grandies. Met you (so to speak) through my sub to The Remnant. Am rambling now.....my name is Therese.
Oh, Hilary, I am sorry to hear that. I read your blog regularly, and with great enjoyment - particularly the funny Star Trek posts from a couple weeks back - but I very seldom comment. I hope that whatever it is, it is not so bad, and in the meanwhile, I shall keep you in my prayers.
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