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After a good night’s sleep we were on the bus into Warsaw. The first thing the tour guide said is that Warsaw is an ugly city. We had a laugh because it is sort of true. Some old crumbling buildings, untrimmed grass‎ in the medians, sort of grey and dingy. But then the sun came out and our opinion changed quickly.

First stop was at the church where Blessed Fr. Jerzy Popieluszko preached and where his museum is. Fr. Jerzy ‎was very outspoken against the communist regime. In 1984 he was kidnapped by the security service, badly beaten, tied up and dumped n the Vistula River. His funeral was a huge religious-patriotic manifestation. His cause for canonization started immediately.

We then visited Warsaw Cathedral in the old town after walking through the Holy Doors. The crypt of Cardinal Wysnski, Prelate of Poland is there. We learned that he delicately managed the relationship with the Communists. He was arrested, released and lived to see John Paul II become Pope. They were close friends.

We were told about the Warsaw uprising and drove by the monuments‎ and cemeteries. Interestingly only 5% of current Warsaw families have relatives that were living here during WWII. A long and dark history.
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Our last stop was the convent that took in little Helen Kowalska (St. Faustina) in 1925. She had knocked on the doors of several convents before the Sisters of Our Lady of Mercy accepted her. We had Mass said in the Chapel where she had attended. We joined in with the nuns to sing Jezu Ufam Tobie – Jesus, I Trust in You. We toured the wonderful St. Faustina museum that they were so proud to show us.

Back at the residence in Niepokalanow we paused for dinner. Then it was over to the cathedral for a short session on Mary Immaculate by Fr. John Fletcher, CC. Finally Fr. Tim Devine, CC‎ led us outside for a candle lit rosary walk.

After the busy day, Dave had a Mr. Bean moment when he thought he lost his BlackBerry. All ended well after a very rich day. We went to bed as a large group of youth were singing to drums in the courtyard.

Poland is still a very visibly religious society. Their Faith and solidarity has gotten them through many wars and much oppression. We are privileged to be seeing it with our Polish friends and guides. The deserts here are very good too!

Well we made it safely to Poland. We met up with the group in Warsaw and headed to the small town of Niepokalanow on the outskirts, in our tour bus. The name of this town means Immaculate in Polish.

Niepokalanow has a large Franciscan seminary where St. Maximilian Kolbe was a Superior. St. Maximilian was a priest, a publisher of a Catholic magazine/newspaper, the founder of the Order of Knights of Mary, a missionary to Japan and a martyr.

He was arrested by the Nazis and sent to the Auschwitz concentration camp. One day a prisoner escaped. The Germans decided they would kill 10 prisoners in retaliation.‎ One of the selected men to die cried out “My wife and children!” Hearing this Fr. Maximilian said “Take me instead.”

Maximilian was duly executed by injection of carbolic acid. He was canonized in the 1980s as a martyr. We had Mass in the Chapel where he and his fellow Brothers prayed and said Mass in. We visited his museum here containing many artifacts including the uniform he wore at Auschwitz.

It was a great start. Now off the sleep.

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I borrowed this book from the library and did not finish it all.  I wanted to know a little more about the aboriginal situation in Canada.  It is very detailed, well written it seems by lawyers for lawyers and, very convincing.

The elevator speech.  For 100 years or more, the government of Canada had an assimilation policy or law (Indian Act) that impelled native children to be sent to boarding school where they were forced to learn English/French, be evangelized with Christianity, to eat western foods or wear clothes they were unaccustomed to nor allowed to leave and go home when they wanted to.  In addition there is detailed proof of physical, sexual and psychological abuse of these children.  Countless thousands died of disease and were unceremoniously buried in unknown grave sites all across the country.

This “Malthusian” solution did not work and that is why we now have the many social, economic, cultural, legal, health, racial and spiritual tradition problems that we hear about everyday in aboriginal communities, cities and towns across Canada.  Most non-aboriginal Canadians have inadequate knowledge of this history and consequently tend to blame the victim for the situation.

In 94 Calls to Action, the TRC calls for continued apologies, education, funding, respect and support for aboriginal culture, language, spiritual traditions, justice as well as adoption of the U.N Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples as a legal framework for reconciliation.

The Catholic Church (60%) along with the United, Anglican and Presbyterian churches operated the bulk of these residential schools where all this took place.  Hence they are directly involved in the financial settlements, reconciliation, apologies and rebuilding of relationships and trust for a brighter future for our aboriginal populations.

Regarding the Catholic Church involvement, the Canadian Conference of Bishops (CCCB) and the Canadian Religious Conference (CRC) as well as individual religious communities e.g., Missionary Oblates of Mary Immaculate have issued formal written apologies as well as contributed millions of dollars and work in-kind as part of the Settlement Agreement.  However one of the outstanding problems is that no one speaks for the Catholic Church in Canada as do the national leaders of the other mainline Christian churches involved.

This is why the TRC calls for the Pope to make a formal apology for the residential school sins in Canada as was done for the abuse of children in Ireland some years back.  As well the Vatican’s repudiation of the Doctrine of Discovery and terra nullius (no one’s land policy) policy which were used by sovereign countries to claim ownership of aboriginal territories upon discovery, is seen as weak.  They claim this theology was repudiated years ago by Papal Bull so the fact that countries continued to use it as justification of colonial actions is not their responsibility (I think).

I am left staggered by the mess we got ourselves into and the complete about-face it now requires to alleviate the wrongdoing.  Meanwhile we are bombarded with nightly news e.g. suicide crises and crime that reinforces the casual viewer’s view that the first nations people are their own worst enemies.

One thing I am not clear on: A clear vision of what success looks like to the aboriginal populations e.g., a return to native ways of life, justice and spirituality, respect, understating and appreciation of their many contributions to Canada, opportunity to choose integration or cultural freedom with health, education and financial support?  All of these?

In the moment, I am thankful for this increased understanding of Canada’s history and how we are trying to change and make amends for the wrongs we committed to our aboriginal friends.

It has been a great winter stay down here full of sunny days, friends, healthy food, peace and downright fun.  We head for home with mixed emotion- happy to be soon seeing our loved ones and friends – sad that it is all over for another year.  We have secured a rental for next year so are already thinking about coming back God willing.

In the last week so so we took a few pics to say goodbye for now.  Thanks for following our story.

Bye Fort Myers Beach Pier

Bye really fresh fruit

Bye yummy vegetables

Bye yoga in the park

Bye pool

Bye Resurrection of Our Lord Church

Bye shells

Bye lush vegetation

Bye walks on the beach

Bye seagulls

Bye gray squirrels

Bye Sanibel

Bye pelicans

Bye March breakers on Fort Myers Beach

Bye bye …

…pier walks

Bye Fort Myers Beach Doc Ford’s

Bye Florida sunshine

One of the things we like to do in FL each year is meet up with Dave’s cousins who stay in Estero each winter.  Estero is about a 30 min. drive south from where we are so we often meet in the middle to catch up and share Florida tall tales.

This year was no different.  We met Cheryl and Larry at Lakes Park one Friday morning and went to the green market they have there.  We love picking up some fresh vegetables, fruit and an artisan bread.  Then we go for a walk around the park and stop for a picnic lunch.

Summer tomatoes

Having fun at Lakes Park

Our grandsons would love this

With Larry and Cheryl in Lakes Park

From centre clockwise Larry, Lynn Carson, Cheryl, son Jim, daughter-in-law Lynn at the Grandeeza Country Club for dinner March 2016 (cousin Brian Carson missing)

A new activity this year was to go to a baseball spring training game.  The Boston Red Sox play at Jet Blue Park and the Minnesota Twins at Hammond Field.  John Jarrell kindly gave us some tickets to a Minnesota – Pittsburgh Pirates game.  The seats were excellent and we really enjoyed the afternoon.  Pittsburgh won 2-0 in a closely fought game.  On our activity list to do again next year with the Jarrells.

The Pittsburgh bench

At the game

Pittsburgh beat the home team

I wanted to read this book because of Lincoln’s purported greeting to author Harriet Beecher Stowe in 1862 when they met:  “So you’re the little woman who wrote the book that started this great war.”

It tell’s the story of Uncle Tom a slave who went from good master to bad.  Tom a devout Christian, is killed by the bad master at the end because he “refuses to let anything separate him from the love of Christ.”  Tom is ordered by Legree to flog 2 fellow slaves and he refuses as it is morally wrong.  Tom is ordered to divulge to Legree where 2 escapee slaves are hiding but again refuses to for the same reason.  In a fit of rage Legree strikes him down and Tom eventually dies of his wounds – a happy man I might add.

Morally uplifting this story was written in 1852 to expose the practices of slavery to American society and promote abolition of slavery.  It set off a publishing revolution that sold millions of copies, propelled slavery to the dinner conversation across America and led to the creation of “Tom” plays and movies that still reverberate today.

Now seen as somewhat racist in its approach due to stereotyping and over the top by others, it was the story of it’s times that polarized Americans and no doubt stoked the fires that led to the American Civil War 1862-65.  There is even an extraordinary endpiece by Stowe that explains why she wrote the story, the moral wrongness of slavery where she includes the North as being guilty too for abetting and enabling the continuation of the problem.

There is some good news.  Tom by his stoic and prayerful witness leads several others to find the Lord and change their thinking and actions.  One slave family makes it safely to Canada and we find them embarking for Liberia in search of their new life.  Slavery was abolished in the U.S. in 1865.

Some points learned.  A slave’s life was not so bad if they had a good master who treated them with respect and care.  However, should the master fall into financial difficulty or die, the owned slaves would be sold on the market.  Families were separated, a bad master could be your new owner and you could be abused, raped and beaten at whim.   A black person could not testify in any court at least in the South.  Hence the master could act as a total despot when no other whites were around as there would be no other witness with legal standing.  Finally the Fugitive Slave Act applied penalties to any one in a “free state” who was found helping a slave to escape the South.

I liked this book more than I thought I would.  4 out of 5 stars.

McGregor Blvd in Fort Myers

Fort Myers truly is the city of palms.  From the Royal palm lined McGregor Blvd above, to the numerous palm varieties in everyone’s yard to the palm sheaves given out on Palm Sunday at church.  Here are some typical varieties of palm trees in our immediate neighbourhood.

The Royal palm can grow to 80 feet in height.  Smooth gray-white trunk topped with a green crownshaft and a long luxurious frond.  They are sought after in landscaping of houses on large properties and lining roadways and walkways.

Royal palm

The Coconut palm can grow to 50 feet tall and produces coconuts at random times after 6 to 8 years.  The coconuts take a year to ripen.

Coco palm

The very common Queen palm is fast growing attaining 40 feet.  Inexpensive, they are very popular and produce orange fruit which drops and can be messy.

The Queen palm

The Latania comes in a red and blue variety and has gorgeous fan shaped fronds that grow to 8 feet across.

A beautiful Latania

The Canary Island Date palm is sometimes also called the Pineapple palm.  The crusty thick leaf scar pattern and huge crown of stiff leaves are reminiscent of a pineapple.

Canary Island Date palm

The Washingtonia  palm is also known as the Mexican fan palm have very beautiful trunks and rich fan like plumage.  They are a favorite with builders and can grow to 100 feet tall.

A stand of Washingtonia

The Foxtail palm is known for its smooth gray trunk, bright green crownshaft and big tufted fronds that each resemble a foxtail.

Two Foxtail palms with a curved trunk Queen to the left

Again this year we visited Dick and Carol Lindman, our good friends who live on beautiful Sanibel Island.

We met Dick on the Camino de Santiago de Compostella in Spain on our very first day in 2010.  Our paths kept crossing throughout the pilgrimage and we struck up a friendship.  Not having obtained his contact information, I subsequently found him and Carol using Google, having remembered he was a pastor based in NW Arkansas.

Since then we have visited Dick and Carol in Arkansas, Arnprior, Connecticut and now Sanibel twice.  They are a lovely couple and we enjoy catching up with each other on family and spiritual related matters.  When Dick and Carol came to Arnprior in 2012, they payed a visit to the Galilee Centre with us to discuss our Camino pilgrimage experiences.

This year was no different.  We visited Dick and Carol in their beautiful home 2 blocks from the beach.  We then enjoyed a delicious sea food meal at Traders before saying bye for now again.  Truly blessed to have you as our friends.

A few pics to tell the story better.

Dick 2nd from left on the first night of our Camino

Dick, Marie and friends in Obanos at the annual commemoration of Sts. Felicia and Guillen

Dick and Carol at their Arkansas home

In Connecticut

At their home in Sanibel

Lovely gardens and lanai

Yum!

This year after catching up again

Sanibel is a barrier island that juts out to the north west from the coast at Fort Myers.  It is about 20 miles long by a few miles wide.  With a population of 6500, it is about half the size of Arnprior.  There is a second smaller island called called Captiva connected by bridge at the end of Sanibel.

The island is known for its natural beaches, nature preserves and shelling.  It is also known for its traffic jams in winter.  There are thousands of vacation rentals and the rush from the mainland to the beach and back causes daily monumental traffic jams.  The toll bridge cost of $6 is a small deterrent it seems.  However if you are fortunate enough to live or rent on the island, you do most of your travel by bicycle on the many miles of bike paths for that purpose.

An engineer friend from university days, John and his wife Anita Jarrell have been renting on Sanibel for many years.  We have visited them many times now it seems so again this year was to be looked forward too.  We met at the Mucky Duck community beach bar and restaurant on Captiva.  Days later we visited them in their beach front condo.  They came here yesterday for a visit and we will be seeing them one more time before their return to Saskatoon.  Here are a few pics of our get togethers this year.

Captiva Island beach

Beach entrance to the Mucky Duck

The crazy parking lot at the MD.  You keep looping around until a space comes available and he calls your number.  Public parking is very limited on Captiva and Sanibel.

Marie, John and Anita

Another perfect sunset on Captiva

Piles of shells on Sanibel Island

John.  Originally from Toronto, he spent his career in the uranium mining and processing business.

Life is tough.

Yet another perfect sunset on Sanibel.

View from the lania

Live Florida Fighting Conchs on the beach

Wedge salad with friends