Some bad news

Telling bad news is sometimes harder than the bad news itself. 

So I said in my bad day Facebook post about Wednesday, there were two things. 

Second, I detailed, was my car suddenly wouldn't start. My son and I went down a checklist of some things, for about 20 minutes, and got it to start. 

But the other thing happened first, and there's no 20-minute fix for it. 

It was inevitable, but still cuts to the quick. 

I was laid off from my job designing sports pages for Gannett newspapers on Wednesday. 

I had finished and was about to send my first Wednesday assignments to the press when I got a message to come to an "urgent" meeting. When I logged in to the meeting in Teams, there was my Team Manager and an HR-looking woman. 

When no one else seemed to be logging in for a group meeting, I knew what it was. 

Just last week, they changed — again — the way we were doing our assignments as a way to manage time and costs. Can't go in to details. But I was moving my pages faster than I had previously. 

My wife was working from home as well and was on a computer call herself. So I told her first. 

Told my son when he got home, and called my mother later in the evening. 

You tell the news, and then there is the pause, as it sinks in, as the person you told looks for something, the right thing, to say. 

There's a look, not quite blank, but empty, as if something is being sucked out of them, as they start hurting for you. 

And not wanting to do that any more, I had not told my sisters and brother or any extended family. Until this post.
Sorry to them. 

My wife, quoting a woman she works with, one who used to work at a big metro daily that is a shell of itself, said that she didn't leave newspapers. Newspapers left her. 

That's something I know. I have said variations of it to people I know who were getting out. 

She is usually right about such things, but it takes me a while to get around to agreeing. Usually. I do agree. She says I need to find something else to do. 

I know I need to. I just haven't got a clue what that ought to be. 

I have been a newspaper office drone since 2010. I've covered some big events as a freelance writer on certain occasions. Took a week to go the World Meeting of Families in Philly when Pope Francis came to the U.S., and also covered the 2012 Democratic National Convention in Charlotte. But jobs like that and stories like that were few and far between. 

I know so much of the newspaper profession these days is based in digital, rather than my forte, shoe leather. 

Newspapers like we used to have are going away. Far away. 

But we still need journalism in this society. Desperately need good journalism. 

And I think I have some stories yet to write. But don't know for whom I could. 

So my last hurrah in journalism will be a basically unseen design gig for a company that ... admits it wants to be digital. 

Thoughts and prayers will be greeted with thanks. All my best to you and yours.

Third Harris Award

Harris Award for Editorial Writing

Awarded in 2006

The judge looked at the three entries and wrote: "Short but witty, Enough info to inform, enough opinion to interest."

(I think the first one is the "witty" one.)

State school board 'don't' need this guy

The current fuss brewing at the state level is one of those in which the real issue is obscured by some huffing and puffing on what should be a minor side issue.

The Anderson County legislative delegation appointed a man to serve on the state Board of Education who has a checkered past in the area of race relations. He’s a member of a Confederate group some people question and once sold a textbook that tried subtle revisionism on the sensitive subject of the Holocaust.

He tried to downplay it, saying he wasn’t aware of everything in the textbook, then saying the questionable section was just in a few chapters and not the overall text. He sold the textbook to some private schools and to some parents homeschooling their children.

Because of a past some say is checkered, S.C. Education Superintendent Inez Tenenbaum says she wants to fight his appointment to the state board. The man wasn’t backed universally by the Anderson County delegation. He was appointed by a close, 4-3 vote.

Our country’s electorate is divided between two political extremes. At times, South Carolina can be divided in many ways, and the racial divide usually is one of the widest we must cross.

This man isn’t being elected to represent Chester County on the state board, but his vote and his voice will be one of many that sets education policy at a statewide level. Every resident of

South Carolina has a stake in each individual member of the state Board of Education because this board sets education policy for a state that isn’t doing the best possible job educating its young people. The Board of Education flies largely under most people’s notice, but it can have a vast effect at the right time.

The state Department of Education is currently running a South Carolina school district, the Allendale County District, partly because the state Board voted to declare an educational emergency in that district.

People are entitled to their opinions. We don’t think his are particularly helpful to our state, but we don’t condemn him as a potential member of the State Board because of the opinions he holds.

We think he is unfit for another reason. When this became a political flap, he told many reporters, according to the Associated Press, “Ain’t no one going to force me out.”

He doesn’t belong on the state Board of Education. He belongs back in school, where someone ought to teach him what a double negative is.

Dec. 15, 2004

Hog dogging? It's not a sport

It isn’t often that South Carolina is the tops of a national category. But given our druthers, we’d rather South Carolina in general and Chester County in specific not be tops in the dubious sport of “hog-dogging.”

Anybody who wants to hunt and raise their kids to lead a sportsman’s life has no problem with this newspaper.

But anyone who thinks that siccin’ one animal on another is a sport is missing something. A heart, probably. The animal fighting called “hog dogging” isn’t even a fair fight.

The most basic line of defense or attack for the boar, the tusks, the tusks of the boar, are whittled down or pulled out. The boar, by definition “feral” or wild, can’t defend itself as its natural instincts tell it to.

In that sense, it isn’t a sport. It’s more akin to watching the Harlem Globetrotters take on the Washington Generals. By definition, the Generals don’t have the skills to beat the Globetrotters and they lose. Every single time out, they lose.

So it’s an exhibition, if one wants to be so kind. But the Globetrotters just humiliate the Generals. The Generals don’t get bitten, don’t get knocked to the ground, don’t get their legs broken.

All such injuries were reportedly found on 15 wild hogs recovered from during a raid of a residence outside Fort Lawn.

We are making absolutely no comment about those arrested in relation to that raid. There are now four people charged with various crimes in connection with “hog-dogging” in Chester County. Law enforcement is working on the case, and at some point, it will take the evidence and present it to a jury of Chester County citizens, who will sooner or later decide if those arrested were indeed connected with this and if any possible connection is a crime.

No, we’re just talking about this, and other kinds of animal “fighting,” and we want to be clear from the outset.

This isn’t a sport. It’s a barbaric practice done by people who think that animals are just “critters.” They think that the animals they use to slake their own blood thirst have no soul and feel no pain. Most often, the reverse is true.

We are judged on how we treat those least able to protect themselves. Pitting animals against each other for sport isn’t a sport. It’s cruel.

Those who violently treat animals are more prone to violence, some studies have shown. They are deadened to the impact of violence.

There’s a special place in hell for people who mistreat animals.

Dec. 29, 2004

Why didn’t council hire locally for suit?

We’re scratching our heads over Chester County’s recent actions in the drawn-out legal battle over the referendum on the form of government.

County Attorney Joan E. Winters said at the beginning of the process — and other county officials have reiterated throughout the process — that this is not a confrontational process, per se. The county is merely asking the court for guidance on what seems to be a difficult issue.

But the suit asking for a declaratory judgment filed by Winters is framed in an adversarial way.

It says on its face, Chester County versus the county Election Commission. Its pleadings take issue with commission actions, and it asks the court to overturn the commission’s actions and throw out the referendum.

The suit and a related filing have been delayed because the commission didn’t have a lawyer.

Winters said from the outset she could not represent both the commission and the council. Her primary client most days is Chester County Council, and that is who she is representing.

There is nothing wrong with that, but more should have been done, earlier on, to secure a lawyer for the commission. The S.C. Attorney General’s office told the paper of a similar case, which suggests the commission should pick a lawyer and submit the bill to the council.

Before that opinion was sought, however, the council somehow got the idea it was entitled to do more than just pay the bill. Councilmen got the idea they ought to pick the lawyer for the commission, even though they are suing the commission.

When the commission finally got around to shopping around for an attorney, it found an election law expert from Columbia it wanted to hire.

The council balked at the price, and one member went so far as to suggest the county should hire someone “local” to represent the commission.

The council had several meetings behind closed doors before it finally came up with a lawyer — a local one — for the commission.

The average member of the public must think it odd the council thinks it has the right to pick the attorney for the commission. Only one councilman said the commission should hire its own lawyer.

The commission said no, and it intends to use the lawyer it wanted back in May.

The case, now in its fifth month without a reply from the commission, is complex. The county’s legal team decided to get some help.

Since the commission rejected the lawyer picked by the council, he was obviously available, and he obviously fit the council’s price range. So did the council, in hiring a lawyer to help Winters, stick to the criteria it used in picking a lawyer for the commission?

No.

Councilmen hired a retired judge from Lancaster County. He isn’t local, and he isn’t cheap. Seems the council is saying, “Do as I say, not as I do.”

Aug. 17, 2005, The News & Reporter

CNI Editorial Writing Award Award

 

1999

EDITORIAL   Voters, not school board, should reject candidacy Make no mistake about it, this newspaper is opposed to Charlie Cave's attempt to seek re-election to the Allendale County School Board. We wish he weren't running. The fact that he is running means he still has not accepted responsibility for what he did. By his own admission, he pulled out a knife while on school grounds, while at a school function. His quibbling over the length of the blade is just that. He violated the Safe Schools Act, which he as a school board member had a duty to enforce. The Board's right to remove him from office has been upheld, and a Circuit Court judge ruled that Charlie Cave's actions on that fateful night in December, 1996 "rose to the level of misconduct in office." He is still facing criminal prosecution, including a weapons charge and an assault charge. He has absolutely no moral ground on which to stand, and anyone who votes for him also lacks moral standing. To vote for Charlie Cave will be to say you don't care about safe schools. Someone else, anyone else from that district should step up and run for the seat. But make no mistake about it, this newspaper is completely against the Allendale School Board's decision to fight Cave's re-election by any and all means. This school board had the right to remove him from the board. It does not have any right to get involved in the political process. Right now, all Charlie Cave has done is file to run in a Democratic Party primary. Since no one filed to run as a Republican or as an independent candidate, the election will be decided in the political primary. We agree with the school board that Cave is unfit for this office. If he runs, the voters should vote to keep him out. We think if the voters put him back in office, then the School Board should once more remove him from office. But we do not think that ANY governmental body or agency should start trying to control any election. That is absolutely not the way that things are done in the United States of America. The School Board barely had enough members present last week to hold a meeting, and the vote to proceed with preventing Cave's election was divided, 2-1. If the other member had been present, it probably still would have been a successful vote. But the two members who voted to go ahead with this action have cast a vote for what can only be called repression. The government is trying to control an election. We urge the school board to call an immediate meeting, reconsider this vote, and put faith in the voters of Allendale County. If the voters of his district want Charlie Cave to represent them, then they have to right to cast their votes for him without any government telling them otherwise. If a government agency limits the choices we can make in an election, then it is controlling that election. We cannot say it loud enough. No. Not here, not ever. Judges' comments for CNI's Better Newspaper Contest Friday, July 30, 1999 Amicalola Falls State Park Best Editorial Writing First place: Stephen Guilfoyle, The Allendale County Citizen Leader: "Voters, not school board, should reject candidacy." From the first sentence, this editorial writer takes a strong position and continues to hold his ground throughout. You never doubt where the writer stands, and you can't help but read on after the first enticing paragraphs. The editorial contains enough background to fill in new readers and refresh familiar ones. The writer makes several points sure to make the reader ponder the issues involved. He is also brave enough to stand for democratic principles even when that stance probably won't sit well with some readers. I'm now curious as to how this whole process worked out. Well done. The judge mentioned six "other notables (no awards given):" School board lawyer delays Cave indictment," The Allendale County Citizen Leader; and "Secrecy subverts justice," The People-Sentinel, were among them. I wrote those as well.

 This article appeared in The Catholic News Herald Sept. 1, 2022

Getting Closer to God

Two Scouts tell of their their memorable St. George Trek

By Stephen Guilfoyle

Two Boy Scouts from the Diocese of Charlotte took a long hike this summer through “God’s country.”

Caleb Laney and Joseph Wood were among 70 Catholic Scouts from across the U.S. who tackled the St. George Trek at Philmont Scout Ranch in July.

A 140,000-acre ranch in Cimarron, New Mexico, Philmont is home to the Boy Scouts of America’s premier high adventure camp. Each year, thousands of Scouts venture there for two-week hikes – backpacking 5 to 12 miles a day through isolated wilderness in New Mexico’s Sangre de Cristo Range of the Rocky Mountains at elevations of 6,500 to 12,500 feet, well into the range where altitude sickness kicks in.

The St. George Trek – named for the patron saint of Scouting – is a Philmont adventure designed for older Catholic Scouts who want to deepen their faith while taking on physical challenges. Held every two years, the trek layers on daily Mass, prayer, reflections and deep conversation about life’s purpose to all that Philmont offers.

“The primary goal of the St. George Trek,” Father Mike Santangelo tells folks as trek director, “is to provide participants with an opportunity to consider where God may be calling them.”

At the end of the 11-day challenge, Scouts commit to further discerning their life’s vocation and staying involved in the Church.

Caleb and Joseph were selected to represent the Diocese of Charlotte on the St. George Trek by the Charlotte Diocese Catholic Committee on Scouting.

On July 6, the two Scouts flew 1,500 miles from Charlotte to Albuquerque. They were assigned to different crews when they arrived: Caleb to Crew 1 and Joseph to Crew 3. The 12- to 13-member crews spent the next day getting to know each other, planning and packing, and beginning their reflections and attendance at daily Mass. On July 8, they boarded buses for the Philmont ranch.

Caleb and Joseph’s crews were supposed to hike different paths, meet on Day 6 for a retreat, then hike a few more days back to pick-up points. But not everything went according to plan.

CALEB’S TREK

Like many Boy Scouts, Caleb Laney, 17, wanted to test himself against the rigors of Philmont, but he also wanted more.

Caleb lives in Peachland, population 380, where the closest Boy Scout troop is 589, chartered by Pleasant Hill United Methodist Church in the even smaller town of McFarlan. Both towns are in rural Anson County, 40 miles east of Charlotte. He and his family attend Our Lady of Lourdes Church in Monroe.

Caleb and his sister are the only Catholic students in their high school, he said.

Going on the St. George Trek, Caleb hoped to be around “more Catholics and be around more people my age.”

He was happy to join a dozen Catholic Scouts in Crew 1 – just what he’d hoped for.

On Day 1, Caleb’s crew embarked on the trail to Lovers Leap, then went on to hike around Crater Lake to Miners Park for rock climbing. On Day 3, it was up Black Mountain for black powder rifle shooting, then a Day 4 stop at Cypher’s Mine, where gold had once been discovered and ghosts were said to remain.

Beyond the physical challenges of Philmont, the crews had Mass every day, with opportunities for penance and reconciliation. Two adults – one a priest – hiked with each crew.

Daily Mass “was new to me,” Caleb said. “It was nice, though. A nice quiet part of the day.”

Mass wasn’t at a set time, he said. “It depended on what we wanted to do. If we wanted to go to a peak – say, ‘Let’s have Mass on the peak,’ we’d do that. Or if we wanted to have it around lunch, we’d do that.”

SKIES OPEN UP

On the fifth day, Caleb’s crew began Mass atop Black Mountain, a dominant feature on the Philmont landscape. Then it started to hail.

A hailstorm was no problem for the Scouts, though – they used their ponchos to shield the priest and makeshift altar.

“After the Mass, we got under some trees. Lightning moved in for about 40 minutes,” he said. “After that we had to boogie down the mountain.”

The crew then pressed on for Cimarroncito, a camp area that also features a little covered chapel and outdoor benches, for a mid-trek retreat.

But on Day 6, COVID-19 struck. Someone tested positive and Caleb’s crew was dispatched to Philmont’s quarantine camp.

“We were ‘unclean,’” Caleb joked.

The commissary brought his crew meals each day. The Scouts could venture out for day hikes but had to return to “Quarantine Camp” each night.

Their first day there, it hailed again. They ended up spending the day in their tents.

Yet the Scouts soon made the best of the unexpected situation – setting their sights on climbing the Tooth of Time.

The intimidating rock outcrop along the Santa Fe Trail juts upward 9,003 feet. With a sheer rock face, it has become Philmont’s most recognizable symbol, named for its tooth-like shape and its signal to traders heading west in the 1800s that Santa Fe was only seven days away.

As the Scouts set out for the hike, the day began with clear skies. A crewmate caught a photo of Caleb greeting the morning sun with outstretched arms.

The crew decided to have their final Sunday Mass atop the Tooth of Time.

Caleb appreciated that the St. George Trek didn’t prioritize the religious aspect over the Philmont part, or vice versa. To him, both were important.

“It definitely made me more confident to be around other people my age who are Catholic,” he said. “I absolutely loved being able to have a spiritual journey and have a journey through God’s country.”

JOSEPH’S TREK

At 15, Joseph Wood’s journey began not in a tiny town but in Troop 8 – the largest Catholic troop in one of the largest Catholic parishes in the nation: St. Matthew.

Troop 8 goes on Philmont treks every two years, but Joseph recognized the St. George Trek, with its Catholic component, offered something different.

The longest Joseph had hiked before Philmont was a “shakedown” trek he and Caleb did together on Crowders Mountain in Gaston County, a 10-mile overnight dress rehearsal with full pack and gear to prepare for the St. George Trek.

“At Philmont, it was 50, 60, 70 miles” over the course of 12 days, he recalled.

He knows that because his crew leader’s fitness tracker helped chart their distance, recording 14 miles one day, until it ran out of power and the boys had to switch to rough estimates using maps.

Facebook posts also tracked Joseph’s journey. On July 13, photos show Crew 3 reaching Hunting Lodge Camp, a clearing in the woods with an historic log cabin.

The Scouts are wearing jackets and look considerably grimier than in the fresh-faced photos from their arrival.

Joseph’s crew also embraced daily Mass during their trek, participating in the sacrament of penance, talks and reflections. On July 15, Crew 3 reached Cimarroncito. There Joseph and his crewmates attended Mass with Bishop R. Daniel Conlon, the U.S. bishops’ liaison to the National Catholic Committee on Scouting.

Talks from seminarians, conversion stories, and discussions about the lives of saints made the daylong retreat a reflective time, Joseph said.

The break wasn’t all reflection, however. Crews 2 and 3 also undertook a service project while at Cimarroncito, helping clean up a small part of the nearby “burn scar,” where 27,000 acres had been damaged in a 2018 wildfire.

MIND, BODY AND SOUL

Joseph appreciated the break in the middle from the exhausting trek.

Hiking at a high elevation on the third day, he recalled, “I was having a hard time. My pack was heavy.”

But on Day 6, at retreat, the Scouts rested “mind, body and soul,” Joseph said. After that, “I was ready to do the next half, feeling nice and refreshed.”

The St. George Trek “was more than what I thought it would be,” he said. “I didn’t realize there would be talks; I didn’t know there would be Mass, not every day. I didn’t know how into the faith it was going to be. I was pleasantly surprised by that.”

Doing the trek and absorbing the seminarians’ vocation stories, Joseph began to think about what his own vocation might be.

“They asked, ‘What are you called to do? What do you think God is calling you to?’”

Joseph said he prayed a rosary one night while thinking about those questions.

“While you are out in the backcountry, hiking, you have a lot of time to yourself, thinking …” he said. “I need to pray about it more and ask God what He wants me to do.”

“Philmont, it’s a great experience,” he added. “It’s hard…You learn about yourself. And if you do the St. George Trek, you learn even more about yourself.”

Scouts: Explore your faith

The Charlotte Diocese Catholic Committee on Scouting selects two Scouts for the St. George Trek, which happens every two years at Philmont Scout Ranch in New Mexico.

The committee covers the registration fee of $925 per person, and families cover travel costs proper hiking gear.

Committee chairman Mike Nielsen encourages more Scouts to apply: “It is a unique opportunity for Scouts to spend nearly two weeks in the backcountry of Philmont Scout Ranch with priests, deacons and seminarians – not only enjoying the beauty and majesty of nature but also exploring their faith, values, morality, spirituality and vocations as young Catholic men and women with fellow Scouts from all over the U.S.”

Caleb Laney

090122 laneyAge: 17

Home: Peachland

Home Church: Our Lady of Lourdes, Monroe

Troop: 589

Chartered by: Pleasant Hill United Methodist Church, McFarlan

Scout Rank: Eagle

Scouting positions of note: Chaplain’s Aide, Senior Patrol Leader

Catholic Scouting awards:

Parvuli Dei (Cub Scouts)

Joseph Wood

Age: 15

Home: Charlotte

Home Church: St. Vincent de Paul, Charlotte

Troop: 8

Chartered by: St. Matthew

Scout Rank: Life

Scouting positions of note: Chaplain’s Aide, Patrol Leader

Catholic Scouting Awards:

Parvuli Dei (Cub Scouts); Ad Altare Dei (Boy Scouts)

Thoughts on the death of a Star Wars comic writer

Tom Veitch, One of the Vanguards of Star Wars' Expanded Universe, Has Died

So, this is an expansion of something I posted last night, on Facebook, giving more detail.

I didn't post it because I liked what he wrote in the Star Wars universe. I did like it.

But I like a lot of "works" by folks, and when they pass, might say something. Might not.

Tom Veitch, however?

He was ... a nice guy.

That's it. Just a nice guy.

Here's my "evidence."

It's a cut and paste I have saved for years, first in a "DocMaker" doc. An early kind of digital magazine format that let you combine art and even clickable actions and sounds.

Resaved it when DocMaker went became obsolete programming to an html file. I can't read it as text, but I can open the "page" in a browser and cut and paste out of it.

It was originally posted on the America Online Star Wars Fan Club. AOLSWFC for "short."

Fas were discussing the new works that were coming out. Among them, Star Wars: Dark Empire. The image on the left above is from the cover of one of the Dark Empire comics.

And there he was. Tom Veitch. The actual writer of the piece.

Engaging with readers and fans. Not just to brag on the work or push sales. Actually, completely the opposite.

Some of what he wrote raised questions among fans. Do Jedi really stay above "anger"?

Subj: Anger and the Jedi

95-10-02 00:24:38 EDT

From: Tom Veitch

SGUILFOYLE says <<As much as he'd like to think it wasn't, Master Thon was full of it when he said it wasn't vengeance. Had to be. Also justice. Also self-defense. But Nomi had an awful pissed off look on her face when she slashed that one guy.>>

The Jedi seem to walk a thin line in battle. On the one hand they fight to defend, to bring justice and peace. On the other hand (or in either hand) they wield one of the most violent hand-weapons ever conceived. Mike Beidler and I were talking about the film BRAVEHEART, which we both agreed is one of the greatest war movies of all time. We seemed to agree that, in many ways, Braveheart is about the same things that Star Wars is about, except Star Wars is a fantasy and Braveheart (supposedly) is about things that really happened. But just put yourself back in time ten thousand or fifteen thousand years, into the "middle ages" of the Galaxy.

Can you imagine a great land battle, with hundreds (or thousands) of lightsaber wielding warriors taking on an opposing army of savage swordsmen in an open plain? Can you imagine the carnage, when those lightsabers cut through the blades and limbs of the enemy?

Well...some Galactic historians say it was never like that. They opine that the Jedi were so versatile in the use of the Force that they simply made all the weapons fly out of their opponents' hands.

The Jedi, they say, seldom, if ever, cut with the lightsword. I dunno. When Obi-Wan pulled his weapon in the Cantina, after years of meditative retirement, I started to wonder.

In the written script and the novel (as we know) he slices aliens left and right: <<The rodent thing had been cleft cleanly down the middle, its two halves falling in opposite directions. The giant multicolored create still stood staring, dazed, at the old human who was poised motionless before it, the shining lightsaber held over his head in a peculiar fashion. The creature's chrome pistol fired once, blowing a hole in the door. Then the torso peeled away as neatly as had the body of the rodent, its two cauterized sections falling in opposite directions to lie motionless on the cool stone.>>

Heavy duty stuff, and probably a small taste of what life was like back in the days of yore, when the only law in town was a well-tuned lightsaber. And yet...there is the tension in the story created by Yoda's admonition to become "passive"... and the darkside monopoly on the emotion of anger. Is a great warrior ever really "passive"?

Is a great warrior never angry? Go see Braveheart and then come back and tell me a great warrior is never angry.

Yer philosopher Jedi, Tom

PS -- Sorry I haven't been around much lately. I can't get too excited bragging about myself or chatting about posters and products for sale, expensive "metal Dark Empire cards" and stuff like that. I'm always up for a thoughtful discussion, if one gets going, though. Or a good joke. And I mean a GOOD joke, SG. ;-)

((This is me back again. I took fake offense at the last item. Because I had tried out in the Star Wars group something I had seen on a Star Trek forum. Star Wars Chicken jokes. They are lame. But people were howling. And that's what I really saved. My entire archive of Chicken jokes, complete with comments and the chicken jokes other people tried to write as well.))

Subj: Re:Anger and the Jedi

95-10-02 02:07:19 EDT

From: SGUILFOYLE

<<<Or a good joke. And I mean a GOOD joke, SG. ;-)>>>

I have a feeling there's going to be some very pissed off capons knocking at your door pretty soon, Mr. Veitch.

Wounded, hurt am I. I have entertained, probably, maybe, at the very most, dozens (OK one dozen, but it's a baker's dozen if you include my mom) with my chicken jokes.

I thought we were buds.

((I do not remember how extensively we had been talking before that post. But I switched gears to discuss another project he had that just came out.))

Anyway, I picked up Superman at Earth's End tonight. Kal-El was looking a lot fluffier than when I last saw him. Different kind of tale. Down note, I was actually kind of grossed out by Clark walking into the funeral pyre and we getting to see a flaming silhouette of his skull. it was almost as disturbing as flashing on Christopher Reeve in a wheelchair on Baba Wawa the other night. I have a clicker to take care of one of those unsettling sights.

Subj: Shadows of the Chicken Jokes

95-10-04 23:41:22 EDT

From: Tom Veitch

<<I have a feeling there's going to be some very pissed off capons knocking at your door pretty soon, Mr. Veitch. Wounded, hurt am I. I have entertained, probably, maybe, at the very most, dozens (OK one dozen, but it's a baker's dozen if you include my mom) with my chicken jokes. I thought we were buds.>>

Enjoy those capons we did, SG. Very fine roasted, and the next day chicken salad we made. A little Ewok pate on the side.

Seriously, though, good Star Wars jokes are hard to come by. I tried all day yesterday to think of one, finally came up with one about two Scottish bounty hunters in a bar, but unfortunately it transgressed AOL's TOS, so I guess it'll have to wait. :-\ T-

Subj: Re:Shadows of the Chicken Jokes

95-10-05 03:08:17 EDT

From: SGUILFOYLE

You can e-mail the joke to me. Make me laugh so hard I'll pee ma kilt. ...

I think the discussion went on in another thread. Because he mentioned Braveheart and talked about Jedi walking over fields of dead people in a great battle, the horror of it, I told him somewhere I thought that, if George Lucas ever got around to making the prequels, Angus MacFayden would make a good young Obi-Wan Kenobi. I had drawn a picture of a young Obi-Wan striding across a battlefield looking devastated, and gave him the MacFayden goatee and he looked a bit like the actor.

Tom didn't agree. Tom was already in tight at Lucasfilm, such as it was, at this time. And Lucas was already beginning to do some work on the prequels. So maybe he knew something I didn't when he disagreed.

We had other discussions, but I didn't save them because there was no obvious appeal to my vanity at the time. And a good chicken joke is hard to come by.

I did them on and off for a few months. At a certain point, I wrote a special "series" of them, based on his series. Star Wars: Dark Chicken.

I keep meaning to get all that stuff I put on the Internet back in the day into some usable form on another blog or website. But life doesn't give me a lot of time.

But I went and found the files again, because of his passing.

And I will go out at some point to the garage and comb through the boxes and find them, the real testament to the kind of guy Tom Veitch was.

At some point we fell out of touch. The AOLSWFC got to be a slightly different place. I was moving on from Cheraw to Barnwell about that time. Maybe I left it before it went belly up. Maybe it was AOL's collapse.

But before I lost touch, we were talking about some of his other stuff. I said it was impossible to find the series that made George Lucas trust him to do a Star Wars comic.

It was called "The Light and Darkness War." Really weird, but in a good way. Forces of light and dark, obviously, fighting (obviously). Leonardi da Vinci hooks up with weird aliens and Vietnam veterans to fight the war.

It was a six-issue series, but I think a limited run. I didn't know at the time, but he got the job doing that comic and had a chance to work with THE Archie Goodwin. A great comic writer and storyteller. I am as jealous of Tom's time with the Goodwin as I am as his time with George Lucas. The comics, like I said, were impossible to get.

But during one of those chats, he had asked for my address, and not thinking the thoughts I would think now in these days of internet privacy, gave it to him.

A little while later, I was surprised to find all six issues delivered to my door. I can't remember where or when exactly it was.

Gratis. Just because we had had some good chats online, and he laughed, though he wouldn't admit it, at a chicken joke or two of mine.

Like I said. He was just a nice guy. I have the comics to prove it.

More on my eye

For anyone wondering what I was babbling about when I talked about my vision the day AFTER I had the cataract removed, take a look at this picture. It's the same picture on both sides.

The pic on the right is how the colors looked out of my right eye — after that cataract had been removed.

The pic on the left is how the colors look in my left eye, which still has a cataract in it.

I have no idea whether the cataract in the right eye was equally as bad, worse, or better.

And this has nothing to do with how well focused anything is. Just what it reported to my eye as the color representation. 

You might not be able to tell, but if you look at the whitest areas (the table and the trim on the wall_ the white on the left isn't quite as white as the white on the left.

I put a completely white block layer over the left side of the picture, than made it about 30 percent transparent. Because that is what the cataract basically is. A crystalline cloud on the lens of your eye.

I go back in a couple of weeks and the doctor will tell me how it is doing and if it is stable enough to get a check on the focus, and see if I can get a new contact lens just for the right eye.

Anyway. This is my boy and his Uncle Johnny from Dec. 14, 2014, when John visited for some Cub Scouting event related to the Pinewood Derby.

BLAST FROM THE PAST: My eye is doing well; I sure hope they ...

From The News & Reporter, Sept. 2, 2009.  

You'd think, with the eyes of the world on not only the politicians involved but also the healthcare industry, because of this big emotional debate going on, an insurance company would be more careful.

Now understand, my insurance company is saying it's just a glitch. It will get fixed, they say. It's getting run through the process again, they say.

But there shouldn't be a glitch. It shouldn't have to be fixed. It was supposedly processed almost six months ago.

    I got a notice from my insurance company last week. It said a $2,800 charge from my eye doctor was denied. Said the policy only covered what was listed and to check the books on what was and wasn't listed. None of the books I've read with my insurance policy go into which specific procedures are or aren't listed. Just what will be paid at what percentage.

    I thought the eye doctor's had handled the pre-approval. They submitted everything, and when it was done, they told me how much I'd have to pay. Before the surgery.

    So it strikes me as a bit odd that I got a denial form, six months later, saying the “patient responsibility” for a $2,800 charge is $2,800.

    Having seen an earlier form indicating a bill for about $2,600 was paid, I thought perhaps a copy of some piece of paper went through the loop after falling off a paper clip. But when I called the eye doctor's business office on Monday, they said the $2,600 was for the surgery itself. There was an anesthesia charge from another office, not as much. There was a facilities charge from the out-patient eye clinic where they did the work.

    Then there was this final charge.

    This charge, basically, relates to the costs of getting me a cornea to transplant.

    Imagine needing a heart transplant, and the insurance will pay for hospital, surgeon and anesthesia, but you were told, “The cost of the heart's all on you.”

    I was a bit incredulous.

    My wife and I went into this knowing we could only do it if it was covered. When we were told what the costs would generally be, after the pre-approval, we thought we could handle it. 

    Of course, we didn't realize how long the recovery would take. I was out of work for a full month, and used up all my sick leave and vacation. My company has a nice thing where you get back a little of what you lost under its family medical leave act policy. But I had to use up all of my leave time first, and be out a little bit longer, before I qualified. It gave me a percentage of my regular, missed pay.

    At the same time, we had a week's furlough to contend with for me, which is lost wages. We have had since May a pay cut she got in her job. We will soon be contending with a week's furlough for my wife, as well.

    We're thankful to still have our jobs, given both the economy and the troubled industry we are both in. But we are also hurting. It's harder to make ends meet.

    So a $2,800 bill for the actual tissue that was placed on my eye had me a trifle concerned.

    Perhaps the guy on the other end of the line could detect a slight, hmm, something in my voice.

    “We can't pay it,” I told the insurance company guy. “Is someone going to repossess my eye?”

    He laughed, but it was a nervous laugh.

    He checked this and looked at that. I told him the billing person at the eye doctor's office said this procedure is covered under Medicare, and an insurance company almost always covers what Medicare covers. So I shouldn't worry, she said. She said they had just gotten the denial, and would put in an appeal.

    The guy accepted the info about Medicare, and did some more “this and that,” and said he would put it through again for payment.

    Just a glitch, he assured me.

    He did not assure me that the insurance would be paying the entire amount, however. Maybe it would. Maybe it would pay 80 percent, and I'd have to pay 20 percent. I can handle that, somehow.

    But since he did not guarantee it would actually be paid, maybe the insurance would still pay nothing.

    So I'm left wondering.

    By the way, I'm going to the eye doctor in a week or so. And the last time I went, I got 20/25 vision wearing my glasses.  So the eye is doing remarkably well.

    I sure hope they let me keep it.