Posts Made By: Christine Canelos Welsh

...and I'm keeping them.

Rescued from a state park in Wisconsin. We were at our annual astronomy club campout this past week and momma kept coming into the camp begging for food and attention. Later in the week she led one of our guests back to a brushpile where she was denning up with the three babies. The rangers said we were welcome to take them home - I'm guessing that the last thing they need is a population of feral kitties. Mom was very friendly and didn't mind me reaching in for her babies. We gave her some softened dog food and she gobbled it up like there was no tomorrow.

She is now resting comfortably in her new home.

I have been dabbling around and making videos with i-Movie. I made two for my ACS Relay for Life events as a way to say thank you to my sponsors, but the one I'm most proud of is Jerry's Pier. It's self-explanatory:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bO6ERCzXnTM

I am descended from two Revolutionary War families, those of Joseph Sitton and Guyon Gibson. My sister has recently been on a quest to locate the final resting places of some of our ancestors. She found that Joseph Sitton was buried in a small plot amidst farmlands in Lincoln County, Missouri. The owner of the land that surrounds it has been very gracious. He keeps the plot free of brush and protected from livestock, and allows anyone with a connection to the plot to visit freely. In May, my sister's chapter of the DAR is going to conduct a dedication ceremony to commemorate the site with a memorial marker. We are very excited and of course, honored. Here is Joseph Sitton's headstone.

This was forwarded to me so I thought I'd share.

http://cosmiclog.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2010/06/02/4448882-150-year-old-meteor-mystery-solved

"Forensic astronomy" - I love it!

Non-believers do the same as anyone else when a loved one dies – they grieve. They mourn, they deny, they question, they wrap themselves in their memories, they may even get angry. But day by day they find ways to cope, and eventually accept their loss and move forward. Whether one believes in God or not, the process is the same, only the dialogue is different.

The human body is a fragile thing and we are exposed to many things from which not even prayer can protect us. People pray for their loved ones’ recoveries all the time, some people make it, some don’t. Cancer acknowledges no boundaries of faith. Non-believers have many of the same hopes as those who believe in God, that they will lead productive lives in their time here on earth, and their families and friends will be well and live long. Having hope is not dependent upon having faith in God.

For wondering where your sister is now, I can only quote the wisdom of my own sister, who told me that it didn’t bother her not to know where she had been before she was born, so she didn’t worry about where she would go when she died.

I am deeply sorry for your loss. Allow yourself your grief, but be glad you had this wonderful person in your life, for however short a time it was. That is truly a gift.

Sincerely,
Christine Canelos

Ahh...so it was the youthful turn of phrase, was it? It must have rubbed off on me from the teenager in the house, for whom one or two words all-purpose are sufficient, Dude.

Well, we could try, but I'd have to say that......

we wouldn't have a prayer!

(ba dum bum CHING!)

Fred, that's awesome! We have been doing the ACS Relay for Life for 6 years now, with telescopes at the last 4. Our team is "Scope for Hope" and the scopes have become very popular. The team recruiter practically insists we continue the theme. Very cool!
Regards,
Christine

I'd be getting more opinions and researching more options, and I'd definitely be telling the state to butt out.

We do not force adult patients to accept treatment if they choose to die with dignity. The child is unfortunately too young to understand and make a choice. It is therefore up to her parents.

Truly a hellish matter.

Okay, Paul K., I know I should be taking this a little more seriously, but I've been humming Monty Python lyrics every since you used the words "meaning of life".

"The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth!"

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