Snowbound in sunny southern California… We had planned on leaving Tehachapi (some 4,00 ft. above sea level) before the weekend. But a series of events unfolded to keep us here… After giving a talk at St. Malachy’s Church, Pat Rogers approached me and asked if we needed anything done to our vehicle. It’s a ’71, so I said: “Oh, there’s probably a few things…” Two new front tires, a new relay to the cylinoid, new battery wires (and eight greasy hours later), Pat — who is an excellent self-taught mechanic and firefighter at Edward’s Air Force Base — was finished. It was evening and Pat suggested that we stay at their place for the night. That night it snowed, a lot. Since we couldn’t get out the next day (the Rogers live on a short road that has an 8%, or more, grade), we stayed. In turn (or better yet, in a sort of ‘Turin’), our children and the Rogers children, transformed the street into, well: a bobsled run. At one point our Joseph, hanging 10 (or rather: “hanging boot”) on a snowboard, hit a top speed (I’m guessing) of 40 mph — just before he hit the snow bank at the end of the culde-sac. It wasn’t pretty… In Tehachapi, I also attended a prayer group led by Christopher Zehnder. Zehnder, who formerly taught theology at a Catholic school in Connecticut, exhorted people to consider practicing focusing on God throughout the entire day. Each one of us shooting to be more of a “mystic,” if you will. I couldn’t help but think how hard that is in our modern culture, with the constant cacophony of sights and sounds coming at us all day. One of the biggest modern distractions, I believe, is television. The Zehnder home doesn’t have a television. Note: I spent the weekend (when I wasn’t wincing watching Joseph), updating our position paper on Taxes. It should be up on the site sometime this week. Stay tuned.