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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Honor Roll Nominations


Our Holy Redeemer's, Clydebank
St. Margaret's Clydebank
St. Patrick's, Old Kilpatrick
St. Andrew's Cathedral, Glasgow
St. Charles' Paisley
St. Anthony's, Govan, Glasgow


St. Helen's Catholic Church, Orangefield, Texas
Holy Rosary Catholic Church, Indianapolis, IN
St. Patrick's Catholic Church, Fayetteville, NC
Our Lady Star of the Sea, Bremerton, Washington
Saint Gregory the Great Latin Mass Chaplaincy, Lewiston and Portland Maine

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Nancy in a hat with JPII

9/10/1987-Miami, FL- President and Mrs. Reagan greet Pope John Paul II upon his arrival to begin his third Papal visit to America.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

More Reagans with JPII

Pope John Paul II with President Reagan's older brother Neil and his wife in a brief private audience in the papal library.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

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Washington Post: Church ladies and their big, bold hats


By Lisa Frazier Page, Published: April 7

Elaine Saunders stepped into Bachrach’s Millinery in Northwest Washington one late winter day in 1953, and there it was, calling her name: a pale fuchsia straw hat with an upturned brim and matching rosebuds circling the crown.

“It’s a Mr. John,” Saunders, now 77, recalls without explanation, certain the designer’s name alone says this was no ordinary hat.

She paid $5 to put it on layaway and made regular installments until she’d covered the $35 cost. When she finally clutched the gold braided handle of the pink floral hatbox and strutted out of the shop, she knew that this final touch to her pale pink Easter suit would place her among the best-dressed young ladies at Zion Baptist Church. And that would be no small feat, since proper church ladies back then all wore hats — their finest, of course, on Easter.

For generations, church sanctuaries across the nation on Sunday mornings, especially in black churches and especially on Easter, transformed into a collage of hats: straw ones, felt ones, velvet ones, every shape, size and color, with bows, jewels and feathers, reaching for the heavens.

But anyone walking into today’s services expecting to see a nonstop parade of women making fashion statements on their heads will be sorely disappointed. Many daughters and granddaughters of the women who made bold and flashy hats synonymous with the black church have not carried on the tradition.
Anita Saunders, 42, Elaine’s youngest daughter, grew up watching her mother’s generation flaunt their hats in church.

“And I always loved it,” says the Indianapolis resident. “It was part of Sunday, the experience of the hats. We looked forward to seeing what hat Sister So-and-So was going to wear. My friends, we all grew up in the same church with mothers who wore hats, but we don’t. And so, yes, it seems it’s fading out.”

Changing style

Elaine Saunders, a twice-retired Howard University graduate who worked in the federal government and nonprofit sector for more than 50 years, is part of that generation of black women who launched hat-wearing into the stratosphere. They walked tall in hats that seemed to scream “SEE ME” in a world and in religious institutions that often tried to relegate them to the sidelines. Their style was dignified, elegant, sometimes irreverent and even humorous, but it was always eye-catching.
“You have a certain air when you put on a hat. If you put on the whole shebang and you’re satisfied, you walk different. You act different. And people treat you different,” says Saunders, who works as a secretary at the University of the District of Columbia.

The whole shebang would be a hat that matches the suit that matches the shoes that match the bag. “I’m also a matcher,” Saunders says proudly. “I know that’s not the thing anymore. But I couldn’t care less.”
The National Museum of African American History and Culture, under construction on the Mall, will immortalize one source of this tradition when it re-creates the hat shop of Mae Reeves, a 99-year-old milliner who was one of the first black female business owners in downtown Philadelphia.

In the 1940s and ’50s, Mae’s Millinery made one-of-a-kind creations for the stars, including Ella Fitzgerald, Lena Horne, Eartha Kitt and Marian Anderson, as well as some of the city’s most prominent socialites, who sometimes rolled up in a limousine.

But it was the regular church ladies, black and white, who made up about half of the shop’s business and helped keep the place open for 50 years, buying “showstoppers” for Sunday morning, said Reeves’s daughter, Donna Limerick, a documentary producer for a Bethesda-based company who went to work in her mother’s shop when she was 15.

Like Reeves, who lives in a suburban Philadelphia nursing home, many of the most celebrated African American milliners are well past retirement age. In the District, Vanilla Beane — maker of the famed creations worn by late civil rights and women’s activist Dorothy Height — is 92. Although Beane is still making hats, few younger business owners have taken up the art.

Saunders, who grew up in Southwest Washington, inherited her sense of style from her mother, Estelle Proctor, a hat-loving fashionista who indulged her wardrobe tastes at the likes of Woodies, Garfinckel’s, Haber’s and other H Street stores. But Proctor’s main choice for hats in the early years was Bachrach’s, which — unlike other white retailers — allowed black women to try on hats inside the store long before the civil rights movement pushed others to do so.

Mother and daughter not only wore hats and gloves to church but also donned them for shopping trips downtown. “If you were dressed up, they thought you were somebody important, so you’d get waited on,” Saunders said.

And so, quite naturally, when Saunders married the love of her life, John, and they had six children, she followed her mother’s example. She put a hat on her three daughters’ heads for church and special occasions as long as she was buying their clothes, combing their hair and telling them what to wear. And oh, how she loved the beauty of it: her cocoa-skinned girls in their pigtails, bowed dresses, Mary Janes and matching hats.

But then they got old enough (and bold enough) to say, “Mama, please,” in a commanding, not a begging, sort of way.

“I guess as I got older, around my teens, I started flirting around with different hairstyles,” said Sylvia Magby, 58, Saunders’s oldest daughter, chief of systems and forms at the D.C. Office of Tax and Revenue. “I started cutting my hair, and I just never found a hat that fit my head.”

She is now experimenting with smaller, fedora-style hats.

But her youngest sister, Anita, who has a doctorate and works as a clinical manager for a nonprofit mentoring group in Indianapolis, won’t go near a hat (except the emergency baseball cap for bad hair days). She was much younger when she first rebelled against them. “I was maybe 6, and I was very concerned that the hat would disturb my bangs, and I wanted nothing to do with it,” she recalls.
Like the Saunders sisters, Limerick wore hats designed by her mother throughout her childhood. But in the late 1960s, when bouffant hair and ’fros defined the raging times, she put them away for a while. Her mother’s shop was hit hard by the changes, too.

By 1987, Mae Reeves was 75 years old, and most of her customers were fellow seniors.
“Even though business was declining, Mae kept the shop running by taking orders from her special clients, up until 1997, when she was 85 years old,” Limerick says.

‘Here I am, world’

By then, Limerick had found her way back to hats. Now she wears them all the time. As she crisscrosses the Washington region to speak at luncheons and teas about her mother’s career, she uses volunteer models to show off selections from the vintage Reeves collection. Many women say, “I have hats from my mother and other relatives, but I don’t wear them,” or “Hats don’t look good on me,” Limerick says.
But many of the women get inspired by the show to give hats a try.

“I promptly remind them that Mae always tells women to have at least one special hat that you can put on, strut out the door, and say, ‘Here I am, world. I feel good, and I know I look good.’ ”
As Saunders sees it, “there will be a set of women who will wear hats forever.”

The kind of woman who hears her name when she walks into a hat store, the way Saunders did in January when she headed straight to Beane’s millinery shop after learning that President Obama was visiting Zion Baptist.

“When I got out of the car and walked into the store, it called out my name.” The perfect hat, a pouf of fuchsia and dark iridescent feathers,“shooting out all over the place” from a fitted band.

“A bunch of people at church were looking for me to see what kind of hat I would have on,” Saunders says. “One of the ladies said, ‘They’ll never miss you with that hat.’ Well, that was the whole point.”
Sure enough, a photo in the church bulletin shows the Obamas in one row, and just behind them on the opposite side, only a tip of Saunders’s face is visible, and barely.

But there, in all its splendor, is that poof of fuchsia and iridescent feathers, marking her spot for all the world to see.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Mantilla the Hon speaks again - this time on Church design


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Mantilla the Hon on Comfortable Churches

Guest blogger Mantilla Amontillado is the founder of Veritas Vestments. She holds a degree in Ecclesiastical Haberdashery from Salamanca University. She has done the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostella three times on horseback and is engaged to the famous matador, Senor Augusto Torquemada.
Okay hon. Sorry I not been writing here for such a long time, but I been really pretty busy with my business Veritas Vestments you know? So I am making a trip to America to see some people who maybe want to buy my range of fashion birettas and I have a good time, but let me tell you something hon. The Catholic churches there are not too great you know?
In Spain maybe we get used to having these beautiful old churches. They have been there for maybe a thousand years and maybe they are part of the scenery you know? That’s a hill. There’s a church. Same thing. But in America the churches that are new are not so good. Sometime they look like a teepee or maybe one that I see looks like a ice cream cone that has fallen upside down on the floor.
So, I go into this church and it has carpeting on the floor and the seats all have cushions on them and they don’t have no kneelers in them. When Mass starts up they have low lights sometimes and bright lights and big sound machines. People are singing into the microphones like we are at some kind of pop music concert. Then I notice Father is not preaching a homily after the gospel. He come down among the people like somebody you see on TV being real friendly and smiling too much. I think maybe he is going to say “Let’s make a deal!” or “Hey, Maybe you win a trip to Disneyland this week at Mass!” or “Hey, this week we are going to have a talent show!”
Everything is like a theater or something like that, and this one priest he has a mustache and his hair is combed so you can’t see he is maybe a little bald and he is smiling all the time. He make me feel creepy and I remember Augusto say you should never trust a priest who has a mustache. Anyway hon, I have been to some concerts,  and let me tell you, this is not a very good concert.
At the side there is this woman who is somebody’s Madre. She nice big woman who should be sitting there maybe praying her rosary and being quiet, but she is waving her arms around and trying to make everybody sing. Her arms and other stuff is wobbling around. Let me tell you hon, it’s not so good. This place needs Mantilla to get it into shape.
So I am thinking about this, and you know what the problem is? I think maybe the church is too comfortable. In the winter the church is real warm and in the summer it is very cold. All of this is too comfortable. I think it’s better when the floor is cold stone and the seats are hard wood and maybe that will keep people awake more.
So I thinking about this some more and I remember what Monsignor Quixote say. He say the problem is people think the church is a place to meet each other and hear a homily. He say they think it is their house, so they make it like a living room. But it’s not their house. It’s God’s house. You know what I mean hon? They should stop for a minute. The church is not just a nice place for them to come and hear music. That is what the Protestants do. A Catholic church is a temple. It’s God’s house. He lives there in the tabernacle and what we do is we go to see him and worship him and pray there.
Maybe if these Americans think of this first they would spend more money on making their church beautiful and less money on making it comfortable, and then maybe they would also think again about the music they play there. If they are thinking this is God’s house they would say, “You know what? Maybe God doesn’t like to hear this kind of music you might hear at a barn dance or a pop concert.” And maybe the priest will stop being such a show off man.
I am telling Augusto this and he say to me, “If they want to see a man show off let them come and see me do the bullfighting.” I remember Monsignor Quixote saying to us once, “The priest–he should be like the invisible man. All wrapped up in Jesus so people see Jesus and not him.”
You know what I mean hon?

Saturday, March 31, 2012

More Heads of State


Pope Benedict XVI (C) poses for photographs with Chilean President Sebastian Pinera (L) and his wife Cecilia Morel (R) during a private audience at the Vatican, 03 March 2011.


Iceland's President Olafur Ragnar Grimsson and wife Dorrit Moussaieff during a private audience at the Vatican, 04 March 2011.


Pope Benedict XVI welcomes Latvian President Valdis Zatlers and his wife Lilita Zatlere into his rooms at the Vatican during a private audience April 14, 2011.


Lebanon President Michel Sleiman and his wife admires gifts presented to them by Pope Benedict XVI during an audience at the Vatican February 24 2011.


Pope Benedict XVI meets Polish President Bronislaw Komorowsk and wife on May 2, 2011 in Vatican City.


Pope Benedict XVI (R) greets Russia's President Dmitry Medvedev (C) and his wife Svetlana (L) during a private audience at The Vatican on 17 February 2011.

European Council Head, Herman Van Rompuy, with Pope Benedict XVI

Herman Van Rompuy meets with Pope Benedict XVI
epa03001028 Pope Benedict XVI with Herman Van Rompuy (President of the European Council) and wife Geertrui Van Rompuy-Windels, 12 November 2011.