Two weeks ago, on a brisk Saturday morning a good group of individuals gathered early morning for the Rosary Walk on part of the High Trestle Trail.  With the sun rising, the remaining leaves coloring the walking path, and the recitation of the prayers, there seemed a balance of peace and presence.  Runners, walkers and bikers who passed by received the gentle grace of the prayers, hopefully a unique aspect to their day.  Followed by Mass and Adoration, the Rosary Walk took in the outer essence of God’s creative grace in our surroundings, and His inner essence of peace through the intercession of our Blessed Mother.  
Many parish volunteers made possible the fall settings, hospitality, and gracious meal at the annual Fall Dinner last Sunday morning.  On an overcast wet morning, the warmth of the food and conversation was a blessing, alongside those whose generous bid took home their favorite basket.  A gracious parish event.
Veterans Day is tomorrow, Monday, with a special observance at our School Mass on Wednesday the 13th.  Originally called Armistice Day, it honors all the veterans of our Armed Services—their sacrifices and integrity of service.  Of the many letters sent and received by those  who served for our country, the following is one of many that transcends time, reflecting the consistent grace of “hope” within the words written and read.
In 1861, a Union officer named Sullivan Ballou, assigned to the Grand Army of The Potomac, wrote home to his wife in Smithfield, Rhode Island.
July 14, 1861,
Dear Sarah,
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days, perhaps tomorrow and lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel compelled to write a few lines that may fall upon your eyes when I am no more.
I have no misgivings about or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged. And my courage neither halts nor falters. I know now how American civilization now leans upon the triumph of our government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. I am willing, completely willing, to lay down all my joys in this life to help maintain this government and to pay that debt.
 
 
Sarah, my love for you is deathless and seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but omnipotence can break. Yet my love of country comes over me like a strong wind and bares me irresistibly with all those chains to the battlefield. The memory of all the blissful moments I have enjoyed with you come crowding over me and I feel most deeply grateful to God and you that I have enjoyed them for so long. And oh Sarah, how hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years when God willing we may still have lived and loved together and seen our boys grown to honorable manhood around us. 
Sarah, if I do not return, never forget how much I loved you. Nor, that when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name. Forgive my many faults and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been. But Sarah, my dear, dear Sarah, if the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be with you in the brightest day and darkest night. Always. Always. And when the soft breeze fans your cheek it shall be my breath or the cool air upon your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
Sarah, do not mourn me dead. Think only that I am gone and wait for me. For we shall meet again. My dearest Sarah. We shall meet again.
Sullivan
(Captain Sullivan Bellou was killed a week later at the first battle of Bull Run.  He is buried alongside his wife.)

 Almighty God and Father, Look with love upon our men and women in uniform and protect them in their time of need. Give them health and stability and allow them to return to their loved ones whole and unshaken. Be with their families and sustain them in these uncertain times. Grant strength and peace of mind to the Veterans who have given their best for the country they love. Support them in infirmity and in the fragility of old age. Teach us to remember their sacrifices and to express our gratitude.  Hear us as we present our prayers to You through Christ our Lord. (Archdiocese for the Military Services) 
God Bless, Fr. Tim