Wednesday 07/16/2025
Took the standard walk in the AM. Did some reading. Edited another 2 chapters of Joyce’s book. It continues to be good, well-written and affecting. These chapters were about her entry into Catholicism and leading up to her entry into the Poor Clares. Her religious feelings are completely foreign to me, but I can appreciate the detail and sincerity with which she recounts them.
She talks about how, when she was ready to enter the monastery, Cecil came down to SF, and that “David loaded my two suitcases into a gold Cadillac borrowed from the Zone Office and Mother, David, Dennis and I drove to Aptos.” I do not remember this at all. You would think I would at least remember getting to drive a new gold Caddie a couple hundred miles, but no. I do remember driving down with John Snow to bring her back when she left the monastery. But that will be the next chapter, which I haven’t gotten to.
Did a little music practice in the afternoon. Then right after supper, met up with Joanne and we drove over to the Stanford campus for a concert, Ruth Davies’ Blues Night. It was pretty good, Chris Cain is a true virtuoso of the electric guitar and the rest of the band was top rank. It was a little too loud for me, and a lot too loud for Joanne. I had warned her to bring earplugs and she had meant to, but forgot. So she spent a lot of the evening with her fingers in her ears. But she said she liked the music anyway.
Codgerville 