<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831</id><updated>2011-08-30T12:17:56.854-04:00</updated><category term='soup kitchen'/><category term='teens'/><category term='volunteers'/><title type='text'>In the Soup</title><subtitle type='html'>Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen, St.Joseph/St.Patrick Parish, Utica,NY</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-7314499666918658584</id><published>2011-03-20T10:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:52:28.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be a Hero</title><content type='html'>Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen marks it third anniversary this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started in 2008 when Deacon &lt;b&gt;Gil Nadeau&lt;/b&gt; was inspired by the Gospel passage on the Transfiguration of Jesus on the mountain – and like the apostles who came down from the height to get to work, it was time for the parish to come off the mountain and do something for the hungry of the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than 70,000 meals later. Or as soup kitchen supervisor &lt;b&gt;Vicki Montalbano&lt;/b&gt; would say, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;70,000 blessings later.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The blessings flow from the kitchen and we are grateful to be able to serve," Vicki notes. "After all, who we serve are on our Lord's guest list, and all are welcome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Deacon Gil preached on the Transfiguration again, where &lt;span style="color: #222220;"&gt;Elijah and &lt;/span&gt;Moses appeared, and a voice in the cloud declared, "This is my son." And Jesus was radiant like the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deacon Gil compared it to the light of faith. An unmistakable inner glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many examples. Take Mother Teresa. Quoting British journalist Malcom Muggeridge, he said: "Her love is luminous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Paul II had it, he said, and also Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he said, we don't have to do what they did to be heroic and radiate with the light of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Each of us is called to be a light in the darkness of this world…" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be a hero, you just need to do something good -- such as helping the needy... feeding the hungry... sheltering the homeless... supporting the ministries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the volunteers of Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-7314499666918658584?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7314499666918658584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=7314499666918658584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7314499666918658584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7314499666918658584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-be-hero.html' title='To Be a Hero'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-8544831476508650042</id><published>2010-12-02T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:15:31.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giftedness</title><content type='html'>The wonder of life is all about us. It’s just that sometimes we don’t see it…until someone with a gift of sight brings it into focus for us. A giftedness rooted in the Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such giftedness was apparent at two recent award presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was on Oct. 19 in Utica, New York, where the Resource Center for Independent Living (RCIL) honored Deacon Gil Nadeau and the volunteers of Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen with its Community Support Award for feeding the poor and homeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other was a week later in Scottsdale, Arizona, where the U.S. Secular Franciscan Order, during its national gathering, honored Franciscan Friar David Buer, OFM, with the National Peace Award for his work with the homeless and migrants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deacon Gil &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;recounted how a simple altar call to help serve the hungry of the neighborhood resulted in volunteers immediately stepping forward. He made the appeal after referring to the Gospel passage about the Transfiguration of Jesus on the mountain, where the apostles Peter, James and John realized it was time to come down off the mountain and get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“From the time our first volunteer coordinators sat down to plan this ministry, it was 18 days until we opened our doors. Since then we have served some 65,000 meals. This is an especially significant number since we serve only lunches.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A week later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Brother David told how he was inspired to work among the poor and homeless. A passage in Matthew’s Gospel “shot through me” – the one where Jesus says, “whatever you did for one of these least brothers of mine, you did for me.” And St. Francis of Assisi, the spoiled son of a wealthy merchant, had a life-changing moment when he encountered a leper on the road: Instead of giving him wide berth, Francis embraced the leper. “Who are the lepers of today?” Brother David asked. “Who are the marginalized people?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother David entered the religious order later in life, making his permanent profession in 1996 – a year before he arrived in Las Vegas, where he established Poverello House, a daytime refuge for the homeless. In 2002 he established a second Poverello House in Henderson, NV. He also went on a two-week vigil and fast in Las Vegas, living in a tent on a vacant lot to publicize the need for more shelters. A group of homeless men befriended and protected him during the vigil. “It put me in solidarity with those who have less.” Next he was assigned to Tucson, AZ, where in 2008 he established another Poverello House and where, for the past five summers, he set up Cooling Centers at two churches six days a week (three days at each church). The homeless could escape the oppressive summer heat in an air conditioned center and find food, cold beverages and a place to relax and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Through the work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the soup kitchen, along with his hosting meetings of the Mohawk Valley Homeless and Housing Coalition, Deacon Gil’s eyes were opened to another unmet need – homeless youth and young men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taken nearly two years – a little longer than the 18-day launch of the soup kitchen – but Deacon Gil (with his team of fellow deacons, volunteers and staff, and parish, community and diocesan support) is ready to open John Bosco House on Jan. 31, the feast day of St. John Bosco. The shelter will initially house six young men, aged 18 to 21, with around-the-clock supervision. Eventually, he said, the shelter may house up to 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located in the former St. George’s Church rectory, just a few blocks east of the soup kitchen, “the program will provide a safe home-like atmosphere and life-skills training,” he told St. Joseph-St. Patrick parishioners recently at Sunday Mass. “The goal is to make these young men self-supporting and transition them back into society.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“These young men urgently need help,” he added. “They’re living on the street, or they’re crashing” wherever they can find a place for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Arizona, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Brother David told some 80 regional ministers and observers representing 14,000 Secular Franciscans across the U.S.: “It’s my experience that we can expect God’s blessing when we bring these people -- the poor, the homeless, the migrants -- into our circle of love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deacon Gil put it another way for parishioners: “How will Jesus remember us…if we could help the homeless?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-8544831476508650042?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8544831476508650042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=8544831476508650042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8544831476508650042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8544831476508650042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2010/12/giftedness.html' title='Giftedness'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-1067693566124221522</id><published>2010-08-29T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:09:19.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Hospitality</title><content type='html'>Sunday’s Gospel message was from Luke, where Jesus attends a banquet. He suggests that guests adopt a humble attitude, rather than jockey for positions of honor, and advises the host that it would be better spiritually to invite guests incapable of repaying his generosity – “the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Our Lord gives us today a divine way of hospitality,” Fr. Richard Dellos, pastor, told parishioners at Sunday Mass. He also teaches “a humble way of doing things.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility, he said, is the basis of spirituality, and relates to love that is freely given, without thought of repayment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That is why our soup kitchen is such a beautiful thing,” Fr. Dellos asserted. It’s about helping the hungry and not expecting anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mother Marianne’s&lt;/span&gt; West Side Kitchen has seen a jump in the number of people coming to the soup kitchen this summer, reports Deacon Gil Nadeau, director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most of them are kids.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the need for extra volunteers in the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals served to children average 150 to 200 in a month. But volunteers served 549 meals to kids in June and another 408 meals in July. Total meals for June and July were 2,522 and 2,384, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total of 16,133 meals were served year-to-date through July, a 26.15 percent jump over the same period last year – or 3,345 more meals, the deacon reports. And since opening in March 2008, West Side Kitchen has served 58,245 meals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-1067693566124221522?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1067693566124221522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=1067693566124221522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1067693566124221522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1067693566124221522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2010/08/divine-hospitality.html' title='Divine Hospitality'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-8696405680127469362</id><published>2010-07-05T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:36:38.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteer for the Children</title><content type='html'>“We could use more summer volunteers” at the soup kitchen, Fr. Richard Dellos announced at the weekend masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even before that, West Side Kitchen Director Deacon Gil Nadeau asked the coordinating board “to reach out for more volunteers this summer, especially those who can work the dining room area.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He elaborated: “The number of kids attending the soup kitchen has significantly increased, and I’m sure will remain high during this summer vacation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also announced the June meal count – 2,522 lunches served (including 549 to children and 140 to the elderly). Year to date for the first six months, the soup kitchen has served 13,749 meals, he said, which is a 30.97 percent jump over the same period last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Dellos had another statistic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“We’re seeing 50 children a day in the soup kitchen.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-8696405680127469362?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8696405680127469362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=8696405680127469362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8696405680127469362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8696405680127469362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2010/07/volunteer-for-children.html' title='Volunteer for the Children'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-5730610061743861555</id><published>2010-06-07T16:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:03:14.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awed and Humbled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The directors of two agencies being honored by Secular Franciscans for their work with the poor and marginalized deferred attention from themselves, saying they don’t do God’s work for the recognition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even so, they each choked up a little after receiving the Mother Marianne Cope Award during St. Joseph Fraternity’s 150th Anniversary celebration June 6 at the Radisson Hotel-Utica Centre in Utica, NY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“This is bittersweet,” said Rev. Deacon Gil Nadeau, director of Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen, because “we just lost one of our volunteers,” Tony Weber, who died May 28 at the age of 87. Tony had a strong prayer life, spending time in the Perpetual Adoration Chapel every week, he said. Tony came to the soup kitchen Wednesday nights, where “he made thousands of sandwiches.” Tony lived a Franciscan way of life, preaching the Gospel by example, like so many of the volunteers, the deacon said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“So we dedicate this award to Tony Weber and all the volunteers who never ask for recognition.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rev. Bill Dodge, executive director of the Rescue Mission of Utica, said he was “awed and humbled” to be accepting an award from Franciscans that is named after Blessed Mother Marianne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He mentioned how Mother Marianne went out of her way to provide amenities to her leprosy patients and treated them with dignity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“It’s hard to think of any type of people who are more marginalized in any society than lepers,” he said. “The thing about marginalized people is that dignity needs to be restored.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mother Marianne’s “compassionate work with the lepers of her day is a powerful example of what reaching out and changing lives means to the Rescue Mission of Utica.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/UticaSFO/150th?feat=directlink"&gt;Click here to go to photo gallery. Click below for slide show.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FUticaSFO%2Falbumid%2F5480217205941800689%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The day began with special recognition for the 150th anniversary during Sunday mass at St. Joseph-St. Patrick’s Church. Fr. Adam Keltos, OFM Conv., the banquet speaker, concelebrated mass with Fr. Richard Dellos, pastor, who praised the Franciscan fraternity’s service and made note of special guests – secular Franciscans from around the state, the Rev. Dodge and his wife, Laura; state Sen. Joe Griffo, and state Assemblywoman RoAnn Destito. At the end of mass, the two legislators presented a joint resolution from the New York State Legislature honoring St. Joseph Fraternity and the Secular Franciscan Order.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the banquet, proclamations from other elected officials were read, including one from Utica Mayor David Roefaro, and three from U.S. Congressman Michael Arcuri. In one, the congressman commended the fraternity for its heritage of service, and the other two were congressional certificates praising West Side Kitchen and the Rescue Mission for “serving the needy” and “ameliorating hardship in the community.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In presenting the Mother Marianne Cope Award, Fraternity Minister Katie Koscinski noted that the award’s namesake walked in the footsteps of St. Francis of Assisi nearly 700 years after his death. Before becoming a Franciscan sister, she grew up in Utica and was active in what today is St. Joseph-St. Patrick Church. “She reached out to the marginalized of her day – the lepers of Hawaii. Today, the recipients of the Mother Marianne Cope Award also reach out to the marginalized of society.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just over two years ago, she noted, Deacon Gil and Father Dellos challenged parishioners to “come down off the mountain.” In less than two months, parishioners, secular Franciscans and others had come together and opened West Side Kitchen, serving lunch six days a week to the jobless, the working poor and the homeless – “treating hungry children and adults as blessings” and “serving over 50,000 meals in the first two years.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Rescue Mission, she said, serves the poor, the homeless, the mentally ill and those struggling with substance abuse. “They strive to change lives and bring new hope to the hopeless. In 2009, their Addictions Crisis Center served 891 individuals. Their Emergency Shelter provided 6,040 nights of care…A total of 122,888 meals were provided three times a day to their residents and to community members.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Father Adam, the keynote speaker, encouraged secular Franciscans to study and live their Franciscan Rule of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“It’s not long,” he said. “It’s just hard…” because “it means living the Gospel.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“We are united with that energy and spirit of Francis and Clare, to do what? To live the Gospel.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He encouraged them to wear the Tau cross all the time because one never knows when it could spur the question, “What’s that?”, and spark the awakening of a Franciscan vocation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Noting the Rule’s generous use of the term, brothers and sisters, he said: “Francis of Assisi said we’re all brothers and sisters, including the animals and the sun and the moon and the stars… and as such, we have to renew and rebuild the church.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After the banquet, as people lingered and chatted, the Rescue Mission’s Rev. Dodge commented to Fraternity Secretary Marsha Kistner that he really admired the Franciscan Tau cross. She removed hers from around her neck and presented it to him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“You have no idea what this means to me,” he said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-5730610061743861555?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5730610061743861555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=5730610061743861555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5730610061743861555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5730610061743861555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2010/06/awed-and-humbled.html' title='Awed and Humbled'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-1908000066734125187</id><published>2010-05-30T03:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T03:10:29.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Those in the Trenches</title><content type='html'>Eight hundred years ago Francis Bernardone, better known as St. Francis of Assisi, heard God’s call to live the Gospel in a radical way. He came to see all of creation in a kind of universal kinship. Francis unwittingly started a movement. Men flocked to him and became his first brothers in a new order of mendicant friars. Clare of Assisi fled to him and started the contemplative Poor Clares. Single and married people sought him out and started the secular Third Order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all became known as Franciscans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 150 years ago the Franciscans came to Utica. Friars took over what today is St. Joseph-St. Patrick Parish and almost immediately helped to found the area’s first group of Third Order Seculars – St. Joseph Fraternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the Third Order Seculars are the world-wide Secular Franciscan Order, with a growing focus on serving poor and marginalized people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the local Secular Franciscans decided to mark their 150 years in Utica by singling out others to honor; namely, Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen and the Rescue Mission of Utica.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Fraternity Council voted to establish the &lt;i&gt;Mother Marianne Cope Award&lt;/i&gt; to honor those serving the poor and marginalized,” noted Fraternity Minister Katie Koscinski, SFO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award, named after the Franciscan sister who grew up in West Utica and went on to serve the lepers of Hawaii’s Molokai, will be presented during a 150th anniversary banquet, which starts at 12:30 p.m. Sunday, June 6, at the Radisson Hotel-Utica Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founded in 1891 by the First Presbyterian Church of Utica, the Rescue Mission today serves the poor, the homeless, the mentally ill, and those struggling to recover from alcohol and substance abuse. Established in March 2008 at St. Joseph-St. Patrick Parish, West Side Kitchen provides lunch six days a week to the working poor, the jobless and the homeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said Katie: “What better way to celebrate our century-and-a-half as a Franciscan fraternity than to recognize others who are working in the trenches – exactly where St. Francis, Mother Marianne and Jesus would be.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-1908000066734125187?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1908000066734125187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=1908000066734125187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1908000066734125187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1908000066734125187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrating-those-in-trenches.html' title='Celebrating Those in the Trenches'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-1743674190783311636</id><published>2010-05-19T03:40:00.027-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:29:33.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>50,000 Blessings and Counting</title><content type='html'>Some might say it’s not easy being a do-gooder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it’s hard or not, those involved in ministries like soup kitchens have a different attitude. And it opens them up to being surprisingly enriched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, the volunteers at Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen, who this past month broke the 50,000-meal milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By the end of April, we had served 50,987 meals,” kitchen supervisor and volunteer coordinator Vicki Montalbano noted. “Already this year, we’ve seen a 30 percent increase over last year at this time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The increase in noontime meals came as no surprise, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“What did come as a surprise was the over 50,000 blessings that have flowed from the privilege of serving.&lt;/b&gt; Volunteers express to me every day the blessings they have received from working with each other and our guests. Our guests express the same. God and the community have been very generous to the kitchen. As we pray daily that the need for our mission to feed the hungry will decrease, we also give prayers of joyful thanksgiving to able to come together as Mother Marianne's family, volunteers and guests alike. After all, ‘all are welcome at Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen’. And it shows!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCROSS TOWN&lt;/b&gt; there were blessings of another sort this month at The Salvation Army and at the Rescue Mission of Utica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At the Army's 125th Anniversary celebration May 10,&lt;/b&gt; guest speaker Donna Donovan, publisher of The Observer-Dispatch, said she was inspired by the evening's frequent references to living the Gospel and added one of her favorite quotes, oft-attributed to St. Francis of Assisi:&lt;i&gt; Preach the Gospel at all times. If necessary, use words.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1885, Salvation Army officers arrived to rousing crowds and were pelted with eggs. The 125th anniversary told a different story, with Congressman Michael Arcuri and Oneida County Executive Anthony Picente showing up to praise the Army's untiring work, and with Capt. Frank Picciotto, the local officer and pastor, mentioning how at Christmas they visited 1,900 senior citizens in nursing homes, gave food to 585 families, and provided gifts to 1,060 children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At the Rescue Mission's 16th Annual Alumni Banquet May 17,&lt;/b&gt; graduates of the residential treatment program gave witness to the life-changing power of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointing to the evening’s theme, &lt;i&gt;“out of darkness into the light,”&lt;/i&gt; staffer and emcee Ernie Talerico said that overcoming addictions was just like walking into the light. And God makes it all possible, he told some 150 attendees. The banquet was dedicated to the memory of graduate Patrick Marley and included the presentation of a memorial plaque to his parents and siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s just a wonderful community here,” said Marley’s sister, Diana. “We will always love and appreciate everyone here at the Rescue Mission for what they did for my brother…They rescued Pat.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight was the presentation of the Clarence Seaburg Scholarship, named after a former executive director, to a graduate seeking to advance his education. Chaplain Rick Johnson presented this year’s award to Utican Tom Salsbury, who is pursuing a nursing degree at Mohawk Valley Community College while working as an emergency room nurse’s aide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I started to volunteer at the hospital while I was here, and I loved it,” Salsbury said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The evening featured testimonies by other program graduates who consistently pointed to the Mission’s faith-based approach as making a life-changing impact.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’d like to begin by thanking the Lord,” said Eric, who came in from Connecticut where he is now an assistant manager at a local business and has reunited with his family. He spent five months at the Mission after being released from prison. At first, “I didn’t want to be here,” he recalled. But then he discovered that God wasn’t done with him. “He has exciting things in store for each and every one of us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been three years since he was in the residential treatment program, said another graduate, Dale. And while there, he decided to bake a birthday cake for his niece. That led to being asked to bake a cake for a staffer’s birthday, and people started saying, “you have a real talent.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working through the Mission’s Learning Center, he was able to apply to the Culinary Institute of America. He graduated with an associate’s degree there last September and is now pursuing his bachelor’s in culinary arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I owe it all to the glory of God…and you guys here at the Rescue Mission…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another graduate, Renard, said simply: “I was a broken soul. What the Rescue Mission did was to encompass the soul of the man.” Now a licensed practical nurse, he noted: “The Rescue Mission taught me to overcome my problems rather than have problems overcome me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fourth graduate drew rousing applause when he said: “Tonight, I have been about five and a half years clean off drugs and alcohol.” And he is working toward getting his CASAC license to become a certified alcohol and substance abuse counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last impromptu testimony came not from a graduate, but from the Rev. Barrett Lee, who, fresh out of the seminary, spent two years as a counselor and care provider at the Mission’s Addictions Crisis Center. He thanked the staff for giving him an education he could never have gotten in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They take it out of the text book and put it into reality. That’s what these guys do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That experience was enriching. A blessing. Because it led him to become a “street pastor” and start St. James Mission, a ministry to street people and the poor in Utica. 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Three moms with bundled-up infants and a toddler in strollers shivered off the chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Good morning! How are you today?” beamed volunteer Katie Koscinski, SFO, as she placed turkey or bologna sandwich, orange slices and a muffin on a tray. Next to her, volunteer Anna Pereira was ladling soup and greeting the hungry with a big smile and friendly words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most of the hungry people responded in similar fashion. Many were extremely polite. A friendly, peaceful place, even with the songs emanating from Sr. Roberta Southwick’s organ and microphone in the dining hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As Anna and Katie served 90 meals Wednesday, two other regular volunteers, John McCabe and Ronald Macior, were helping parents with their children’s trays, cleaning tables and flitting back to the kitchen with dirty trays and to check on what needed to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The Good Lord” brought him to the soup kitchen, Ron noted. He volunteers every day, and looks forward to coming in when he gets up in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A year and a half ago I was homeless. I’ve been to rock bottom. The same as some of the people we’re serving here.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He had found himself unemployed after spending 12 years in restaurant and kitchen work. He’s looking forward to returning to the restaurant scene, but in the meantime he has a friendly word to say to practically everyone coming to the soup kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back in the kitchen, Codey Kistner was spending his first day as a volunteer, scrubbing and sanitizing trays and other kitchen equipment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Encouraged by his father who wanted him to get involved in parish life, Codey said he planned to come in as often as he could. “I love it. It’s fun. 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The working poor, the unemployed, the homeless remain in our midst. As of the end of February, the soup kitchen has served a total of 46,323 meals since opening its doors in March 2008. In the first two months of 2010, volunteers served 4,211 meals to 329 children, 3,591 adults and 283 elderly persons. That’s 813 more meals than the same two months last year – a 19.3 percent increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; The people being served are a blessing. Volunteers find themselves in a privileged place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on the past two years, soup kitchen director Deacon Gil Nadeau says the first word that comes to mind is “generosity.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It’s the generosity of our donors and of our volunteers. The Holy Spirit has given all of us who are involved many gifts. We generously give these gifts to our neighbors who are in need. And the gifts bear fruit, such as a greater feeling or sense of love, joy, peace, kindness, goodness, faithfulness and gentleness. Sometimes I wonder who benefits more from this ministry – our guests or our volunteers and supporters."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My sense is that we are a gift to each other.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-7291973214137855793?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7291973214137855793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=7291973214137855793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7291973214137855793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7291973214137855793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-are-gift-to-each-other.html' title='We Are A Gift to Each Other'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-2377550386509929064</id><published>2009-11-29T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:57:10.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More than a Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" 'A Fantastic Thanksgiving' at Mother Marianne's."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;That was the headline in The Observer-Dispatch this past Friday (Nov. 27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A reporter and a photographer visited the soup kitchen, mingling with volunteers and guests, and then visited the Rescue Mission across town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Soup kitchen director Deacon Gil Nadeau told the reporter they expected to serve 200 meals of hot turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and vegetables. The scene was festive. Guests were feasting and chatting and sometimes swaying to tunes emanating from Sister Roberta Southwick's keyboard and mic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;One guest summed it up for the reporter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;"Being here makes it a fantastic Thanksgiving. These people here are just wonderful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;At the Rescue Mission, volunteers were serving nearly 300 turkey dinners and delivering another 600 to the home-bound, the Rev. Bill Dodge, executive director, told news media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It, too, was a festive scene as the lonely, the homeless, the addicted, the jobless and the working poor were treated "like family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Both Deacon Gil and Rev. Bill agreed on one thing: Thanksgiving is more than a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The best part, Deacon Gil said, "is the camaraderie, having people come in here and enjoying a nice lunch together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Noted Rev. Bill: "The meal is important, but so is human kindness, personal warmth and fellowship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-2377550386509929064?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2377550386509929064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=2377550386509929064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2377550386509929064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2377550386509929064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-than-meal.html' title='More than a Meal'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-2308678516905137079</id><published>2009-11-22T20:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:25:56.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Franciscan Connection</title><content type='html'>While in New Mexico recently, I met a man who prays and then acts. He seems to have a deep prayer life, somewhat contemplative, which opens him up to hearing the promptings of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Don Ryder. He's a Secular Franciscan. And he was in Albuquerque to accept the National Franciscan Peace Award from the Secular Franciscan Order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has worked in soup kitchens and shelters. He has traveled with church groups to Jamaica to build churches, clinics, and homes for the poor. While in Jamaica, he met a missionary priest from Kenya who suggested a visit to his African homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That led to a trip to Kenya to help build a church and repair homes. While there, he got to visit a Maasai tribal village in the semi-arid Great Rift Valley. Six months after returning home to Wausau, Wisconsin, Don got an email from the Vatican describing a worsening drought in Kenya. He emailed a Kenyan contact, who confirmed the Maasai were particularly hard-hit. Livestock were dying. People were sick and dying. Infant mortality was high. Maasai women had to travel by foot up to 15 miles one way to fetch water from dirty waterholes or contaminated streams. Some were getting raped enroute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don prayed. He decided to open the Bible at random. His eyes fell to John's Gospel, where Jesus, hanging on the cross, cries out, "I thirst."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That impacted me," Don recalled. "It hit me that the Passion continues today with our Maasai sisters and brothers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he also thought, "Who am I? What can I do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to put it out of his mind. He couldn't. A few days later he opened the Bible again, deliberately avoiding the Gospel of John. This time his fingers fell to a passage in Mathew where Jesus says, "I was thirsty and you gave me drink."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bam!" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He recalled thinking, "I'll see what I can do, but it's in your hands, Lord." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did some research and decided to raise money to drill a well. It would cost over $60,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke to his parish priest about it and the parish got involved. He brought it up to Secular Franciscans and his fraternity jumped on board. Romey Wagner, the man who would become his co-leader, stepped forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon donations started coming. Coins from school children. $2,000 from a young couple. Word spread. Dollars arrived from all over the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They completed one well, drilling down 400 feet. It has a tank and pump house powered by a diesel engine. It's now providing clean water for between 4,000 and 5,000 Maasai and 100,000 head of cattle. Just last month they completed a second well, further north. This one is powered by a windmill. They ran pipe to a school with 400 students and are running pipe to a dispensary. Now that it will have running water, Don hopes it will be upgraded to a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the scarcity of water can lead to harm, even war, the Kenyan water project caught the imagination of the Peace Award Committee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award came with a $2,000 stipend. It didn't take long for Don to give it away, wiring it to a priest in Kenya who helped with the water project and who, with funds from the Vatican, built a church in the vicinty of the second well. But he ran out of money and couldn't furnish it. Then Don learned the priest and the people decided to dedicate the church to St. Francis of Assisi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now there is a St. Francis Church in Kenya's Great Rift Valley that's going to have pews and other furnishings, thanks to Don's Franciscan Peace Award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-2308678516905137079?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2308678516905137079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=2308678516905137079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2308678516905137079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2308678516905137079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/11/franciscan-connection.html' title='The Franciscan Connection'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-430905371712560212</id><published>2009-10-18T17:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:01:53.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Priest. Friar. Friend. Brother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/FrKev84-771481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/FrKev84-771447.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't get to know Friar Kevin Kenny, OFM Conv., until long after he had spent months in Assisi, home of Saint Francis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to know him until long after he had been a teacher in Pittsburgh, and vocation director at St. Francis Seminary on Staten Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to know him until long after he had left New York City, where he ministered to the homeless, prostitutes and runaway kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get to know him after he was appointed director of Bl. Kateri National Shrine and Indian Museum in Fonda, NY, and especially after he was appointed spiritual assistant to the Secular Franciscans of St. Joseph Fraternity at St. Joseph-St. Patrick Church, Utica. And he got to know us. He participated in our monthly gatherings, presided at liturgical services and witnessed our professions. He listened, he shared insight and laughter, he became our brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we Secular Franciscans helped launch Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen, he encouraged us to, like Dorothy Day, accept everyone coming to our door without any preconceptions, and he admonished us to avoid exploiting our guests, even if they gave permission to use a name or photo. He spoke passionately from his own soup kitchen experience in the Big Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he is blessed to be with our Lord, having embraced Sister Death on Oct. 16, 2009 at the age of 69. So, even with heavy heart, we rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-430905371712560212?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/430905371712560212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=430905371712560212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/430905371712560212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/430905371712560212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/10/priest-friend-brother.html' title='Priest. Friar. Friend. Brother.'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-3974605145295882826</id><published>2009-09-07T01:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:05:06.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That the Imperfect Do Good...</title><content type='html'>The people who volunteer at Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen would be the first to say they're far from perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet they're compelled to feed the hungry... with compassion and cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr. Paul English, CSB, a visiting missionary who preached at St. Joseph-St. Patrick Parish a week ago, spoke about this penchant for doing good. He acknowledged the ministries in the parish, including the soup kitchen, and went on to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When we do good things, God is walking with us." That's in spite of the fact that "we are an imperfect vessel." It's as if God were saying, "I chose you to do good in the world."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father English, who was a missionary in Mexico, says he came away far more blessed by the experience: He discovered that when different people come together, everyone grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People want to do good, but sometimes don't know how...Our mission is to help them find their own dignity first."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Day had a similar notion -- to accept everyone coming to her Catholic Worker soup kitchen without reservation... with no preconceptions. To recognize, instead, the dignity of each person, made in the image of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Father English adds a twist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That the imperfect do good, that's the power of God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-3974605145295882826?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3974605145295882826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=3974605145295882826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/3974605145295882826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/3974605145295882826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-imperfect-do-good.html' title='That the Imperfect Do Good...'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-1530654153942480722</id><published>2009-09-03T00:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:38:00.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wayne's World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/AndyLazarek3218-745577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 84px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" title="Andy Lazarek" border="1" alt="Andy Lazarek" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/AndyLazarek3218-745305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy Lazarek was wiping down tables, occasionally chatting with&lt;a href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/SrRobertaSouthwick-crop3225-745995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 97px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" title="Sr. Roberta" border="1" alt="Sister Roberta" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/SrRobertaSouthwick-crop3225-745687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; soup kitchen guests Wednesday. Helping out on-and-off for a year, he is unabashed in his praise for the all-volunteer staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"These are the most wonderful people in the world here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind Andy, Franciscan Sister Roberta Southwick, SA, was playing old tunes on an organ, serenading guests with ballads like "Heart of My Heart" and occasionally stepping up the tempo with such numbers as "La Cucaracha".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne sat near the music, his duffel bag nearby and white cane at his feet. Between songs he exchanged quips and laughs with Sister Roberta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I call that 'Wayne's World'," she said, pointing to the duffel bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/Wayne3227-779036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" title="Wayne" border="1" alt="Wayne" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/Wayne3227-778733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wayne laughed in agreement. &lt;em&gt;"That is my whole world."&lt;/em&gt; The rolling duffel bag not only has wheels, but also skis for winter. It contains a gazebo with tent, coats, clothes and assorted amenities. A practical outfit for a blind homeless guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you hear Wayne is back on the streets?" whispered kitchen supervisor Joanne Lockwood, SFO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'm sleeping under the bridge again," Wayne confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lingered, enjoying the music, even after most guests had left. A man came in and called to him, that it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne noted that the man had spoken to his landlord about giving Wayne a place to stay, and they were going over to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy and other volunteers (Mike McMyler, John McCabe and Betty Frank, SFO) were picking up the pace to clean up the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sister Roberta, back at the keyboard playing "Beer Barrel Polka," simply said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You need peppy music to clean the tables by."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-1530654153942480722?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1530654153942480722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=1530654153942480722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1530654153942480722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1530654153942480722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/09/waynes-world.html' title='Wayne&apos;s World'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-2829320678528784369</id><published>2009-08-20T00:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T02:54:27.390-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volunteers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup kitchen'/><title type='text'>Simple Necklace a Telling Sign for Teens</title><content type='html'>Three teenagers spent some time making sandwiches at the soup kitchen Wednesday morning, and then  made up a batch of granola to use as a yogurt topping. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Woolschlager&lt;/span&gt;, SFO, the father of two of the teens, was also helping out.  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Ever since he heard about Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen at a regional Secular Franciscan meeting, Peter said, he has been thinking about stopping in to volunteer for a day, and bring some people with him. Peter lives in Croghan, well over an hour's drive north, and he brought along daughters &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lillia&lt;/span&gt;, 13, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adriana&lt;/span&gt;, 15, and their school friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole Hall&lt;/span&gt;, 16.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;"We made salami and bologna sandwiches," quipped Lillia. "It was great."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;"Poor people need to eat," said Adriana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Added Nicole: "I just like being able to come and help people. There's not many soup kitchens up in our area."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;"It's really rural," explained Peter, who is a teacher and a Secular Franciscan who heads St. Stephen's Fraternity in Croghan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;"We had a good day," he added, noting that after volunteering, they got a guided tour of St. Joseph-St. Patrick Church, Bl. Mother Marianne Chapel, Bl. Mother Marianne Shrine, and the Perpetual Eucharistic Adoration Chapel.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;This was not the first time that Adriana and Nicole traveled some distance to volunteer at a soup kitchen. In fact, each was proudly wearing a simple necklace of a small wooden Franciscan Tau cross on a brown cord -- gifts they received after working at St. Francis Inn in Philadelphia, where Franciscan friars and volunteers feed 350 people a day and provide an isle of peace in a neighborhood of violence and addiction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BELOW: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peter, Lillia, Andriana and Nicole with soup kitchen supervisor Joanne Lockwood, SFO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/DSC02801a1a-719851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/DSC02801a1a-719566.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-2829320678528784369?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2829320678528784369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=2829320678528784369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2829320678528784369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2829320678528784369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-necklace-telling-sign-for-teens.html' title='Simple Necklace a Telling Sign for Teens'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-4007676429026058010</id><published>2009-07-29T16:03:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:36:04.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'It Helped Me Grow Spiritually'</title><content type='html'>Volunteers at Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen often see themselves as on a spiritual journey. Take the children at St. Mary's in Clinton, who describe their coming to the soup kitchen as putting faith into action. Or the Secular Franciscans who see volunteering as part of their commitment to live the Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/MelissaMcCann(JohnMcCabe)0160a1-759674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/MelissaMcCann(JohnMcCabe)0160a1-759671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there's Melissa McCann, a young college-age woman who has been showing up nearly every Wednesday since September, and who describes her experience as both fun and as a "great way to look outside of myself and see other needs in the community."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Wesdnesday will be her last day at the soup kitchen, as she will head to Nashville that weekend to enter the Dominican Sisters of St. Cecilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the Dominican Sisters three times over the past few months, and participating in a May vocations retreat there, Melissa formally applied to enter the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was notified of my acceptance last week," she beamed. Noting that she also had visited other orders, she said: "This is the only one I really wanted to go back to. I just knew it was the right one, where I could be myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will begin a year of postulancy -- a year of living-the-life discernment -- while at the same time enrolling as a full-time student at Aquinas College, which the Dominicans own. After postulancy is a year of canonical novitiate. She would then make temporary vows for three years, and again for another two years, before making her permanent commitment. And during that time she would be working toward a teaching degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're going to miss her," said daytime supervisor Joanne Lockwood, SFO. "You couldn't give her a job that she wouldn't give herself totally to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noted Melissa: "I knew I wanted to enter the religious life when I started volunteering here at the soup kitchen. But it helped me grow spiritually."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/JoanneLockwood-MelissaMcCann2319a1-799054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/JoanneLockwood-MelissaMcCann2319a1-799045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PHOTO: &lt;strong&gt;Joanne Lockwood, SFO, with Melissa McCann&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-4007676429026058010?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4007676429026058010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=4007676429026058010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/4007676429026058010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/4007676429026058010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-helped-me-grow-spiritually.html' title='&apos;It Helped Me Grow Spiritually&apos;'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-6461141148289648747</id><published>2009-06-24T19:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:10:36.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Franciscan Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanne Lockwood&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rick Roberts&lt;/span&gt; were already on a journey when they stepped up to become part of the organizing committee that launched Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen in March 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/1JoanneLockwood02479a-730568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/1JoanneLockwood02479a-730566.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving lunch Monday through Saturday to the homeless, the jobless and the working poor, and last month reaching a milestone of over 25,000 meals, the soup kitchen is a reflection of their journey -- a journey to live the Gospel life as Franciscans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years of formation that included study, spiritual reflection, prayer and challenging dialogue, Joanne and Rick made their permanent profession into the Secular Franciscan Order on Sunday, June 21, during a 2 p.m. Mass at St. Joseph-St. Patrick Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/1RickRoberts2487a-730575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/1RickRoberts2487a-730574.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Franciscans from the parish's St. Joseph Fraternity were there, along with family and friends, soup kitchen volunteers and even a few soup kitchen clients. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fr. Richard Dellos&lt;/span&gt;, pastor, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fr. Kevin Kenny, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OFM Conv.&lt;/span&gt;, a Franciscan friar who directs the Bl. Kateri Tekakwitha National Shrine in Fonda, celebrated the Mass. Father Kevin presided at the rite of profession, along with Fraternity Minister &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katie Koscinski, SFO&lt;/span&gt;, and Formation Director &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mary Stronach, SFO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do you wish to embrace the gospel way of life by following the example and words of St. Francis of Assisi, which are at the heart of the Rule of the Secular Franciscan Order?"&lt;/span&gt; Father Kevin asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, this is what I want," each said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more questions, each of them made the profession, declaring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I, (Joanne/Rick), by the grace of God, renew my baptismal promises and consecrate myself to the service of his Kingdom. Therefore, in my secular state, I promise to live all the days of my life the gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ in the Secular Franciscan Order by observing its rule of life. May the grace of the Holy Spirit, the intercession of the Blessed Virgin Mary and our holy father St. Francis, and the fraternal bonds of community always be my help, so that I may reach the goal of perfect Christian love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I confirm your commitment in the name of the church," Father Kevin declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne and her husband, Richard, have three sons. As a volunteer, she is the soup kitchen's daytime supervisor. She is an avid crocheter and motorcycle enthusiast. She has been primarily a homemaker and, for two years, she worked in the kitchen at Poland Central School. Joanne is a parishioner at St. Joseph-St. Patrick. Prior to joining the parish, she was a catechist with St. Leo's Church in Holland Patent. She grew up in East Utica and is a graduate of Proctor High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick and his wife, Rose, have two sons and a daughter. He is a special education math teacher at JFK Middle School in Utica. A graduate of SUNYIT, he went on to earn his master's in special education from SUNY New Paltz. He grew up in Utica and graduated from JFK when it was still a high school. In his spare time, Rick enjoys gardening and landscaping. An adult convert to Catholicism, he is a parishioner at St. Joseph-St. Patrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their profession, Fraternity Minister Koscinski and Formation Director Stronach exhorted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"By your lifelong profession to go from Gospel to life and life to Gospel, may you continually encounter the living and active person of Christ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"May you conform your thoughts and deeds to those of Christ and build a more fraternal and evangelical world by fulfilling your vocation as a 'brother and sister of penance'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Joanne and Rick can append the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SFO"&lt;/span&gt; designation after their names, signifying that they are professed members of the Secular Franciscan Order -- a canonically established order recognized by the Vatican as part of the Franciscan family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/UticaSFO/SFOProfessionJoanneRick?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4eUC7guWDcY/SkK9S-bWoKE/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v04JrNFrUBw/s160-c/SFOProfessionJoanneRick.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" width="160" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/UticaSFO/SFOProfessionJoanneRick?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;SFO Profession: Joanne &amp;amp; Rick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-6461141148289648747?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6461141148289648747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=6461141148289648747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6461141148289648747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6461141148289648747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/06/franciscan-journey.html' title='A Franciscan Journey'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4eUC7guWDcY/SkK9S-bWoKE/AAAAAAAAAKQ/v04JrNFrUBw/s72-c/SFOProfessionJoanneRick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-7959998369211330</id><published>2009-05-20T22:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:09:57.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Had to Retire to Work at the Soup Kitchen</title><content type='html'>Working 60 hours a week, including evenings and weekends, left little time to try things he wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Psychologist John McCabe retired a month ago -- after 32 years as a state employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the past three weeks, he has spent his Tuesdays and Wednesdays volunteering at the soup kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted to do more," he said Wednesday, before sinking his arms into a sink full of soapy pots and pans. He had heard about West Side Kitchen a year ago in church when Deacon Gil Nadeau made a pitch for volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was laughing and chatting with other kitchen volunteers (Joanne Lockwood, Mary Schmitt, Pat Haguit and Connie Mulhill). The group took a break to pray together -- to prepare themselves to serve their hungry guests. Two other volunteers -- Mary Stronach and Bill McMyler -- arrived in time to join them. They read a poem, "Strange Prints in the Sand," where God tells of holding someone in his arms, only to drop him on his butt. For there comes a time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"when one must rise and take a stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or leave their butt prints in the sand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That prompted them to discuss how tough times often spur people to turn to God. After a few minutes, they ended the discussion and returned to their stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors were opened, and a line of people poured in. The first in line was a blind man with a white cane speedily making his way along the familiar corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wayne!" the kitchen staff cheered in unison. He was the first of 74 guests Wednesday, which included three moms pushing infants and a toddler in strollers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-7959998369211330?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7959998369211330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=7959998369211330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7959998369211330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7959998369211330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-had-to-retire-to-work-at-soup.html' title='He Had to Retire to Work at the Soup Kitchen'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-2855127995649377190</id><published>2009-03-20T14:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:59:42.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People Are Good to Us</title><content type='html'>The Utica Common Council honored the volunteers of Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen this week with a proclamation and a good citizenship award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty Frank, SFO, accepted on behalf of Father Richard Dellos, pastor of St. Joseph-St. Patrick parish; Deacon Gilbert Nadeau, soup kitchen director, and all the volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council member James Zecca read the proclamation "praising Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen and volunteers on the occasion of their first anniversary," and then displayed the "West Utica Good Citizenship Award" presented to volunteers "in recognition of their community service to helping others in need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/images/1WestSideAward0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/1WestSideAward0309a-746635.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proclamation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- noted that the soup kitchen was  named after Blessed Mother Marianne Cope, the parish daughter who went on to devote the last 30 years of her life as a Franciscan missionary to the lepers of Hawaii's Molokai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- cited the "150 kitchen volunteers" who "have served nearly 20,000 lunches and logged over 10,000 volunteer hours serving the poor and homeless in our community."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/images/1Proclamation0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/blog/uploaded_images/Proclamation0309a-727061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- extended the Common Council's "gratitude, appreciation and sincere thanks for the outstanding work, dedication and positive service to our community."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- honored "the unified efforts of all who have supported and contributed" to the soup kitchen's "success."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presentation, originally scheduled two weeks earlier, was postponed when a resident attending the council meeting suffered a fatal heart attack and the meeting abruptly ended. In accepting the proclamation and award, Frank invited city officials to visit the soup kitchen any weekday between 11:30 and 12:30, and said the volunteers were grateful to the community for all the support the operation has received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank, a professed Secular Franciscan who helped organize the Mother Marianne Prayer Group and Shrine at the parish, added:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People are good to us."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-2855127995649377190?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2855127995649377190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=2855127995649377190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2855127995649377190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2855127995649377190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-are-good-to-us.html' title='People Are Good to Us'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-8313076109333307262</id><published>2009-03-10T23:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:21:36.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Show Up Tired, and in 5 Minutes, You're Not Tired Anymore</title><content type='html'>It was time for soup kitchen volunteers to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen reached its first anniversary March 10. Volunteers had cooked, prepared and served more than 20,000 noontime meals. And given up 10,000 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the talk at an anniversary Mass and reception was about the gift of serving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By the grace of God, after one year, we know it is a privilege to be able to serve people in our community...especially those who are hungry or in need," Fr. Richard Dellos, pastor, said in his homily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;noautoplay=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FBob.Stronach%2Falbumid%2F5311822980023382785%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While enjoying refreshments and cake, a number of the 35 volunteers who attended -- out of over 100 -- turned their thoughts to the people they serve, and to an unexpected joy of working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of the wonderful things is when the people come in, they thank us for the food, and when we smile, they thank us for smiling," said Ana Pereira. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added Diane Hnat: "I can't tell you how nice the people are. If you say, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'God bless you,'&lt;/span&gt; they say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'God bless you'&lt;/span&gt; back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne Lockwood mentioned the camaraderie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have a good time in the kitchen," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do!" said Diane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If somebody's having a bad day, we help lift each other up," added Ana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for your efforts," Deacon Gil Nadeau, director, told the volunteers. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I say that&lt;/span&gt; on behalf of the people who sit in the dining room and eat with a smile on their faces."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referring to the 10,000 volunteer hours, he said: "You can't put a price tag on that...Everything is totally volunteer. That's why it works, why we're self-sufficient."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Oderkirk, who with wife Donna coordinates the Wednesday evening food production, mentioned how blessed they were with the 20-plus volunteers who turn out every time they get together.&lt;br /&gt;Each of the past two production nights, the crews prepared over 1,000 sandwiches and over 20 gallons of soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're able to keep the freezers stocked...and it doesn't seem like work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They start the evening with prayer, with helps set the tone, he said, and suddenly, the fun starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can show up tired, and in five minutes, you're not tired anymore."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-8313076109333307262?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8313076109333307262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=8313076109333307262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8313076109333307262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8313076109333307262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-show-up-tired-in-5-minutes-youre.html' title='You Can Show Up Tired, and in 5 Minutes, You&apos;re Not Tired Anymore'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-5919967504854377306</id><published>2008-12-25T21:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:34:08.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Blessing</title><content type='html'>Some 185 people celebrated Christmas at the soup kitchen Thursday. The hungry. Those alone for the holiday. And volunteers full of Christmas cheer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a record number, and a huge jump over the 100 people who enjoyed Thanksgiving dinner there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did they enjoy a Christmas menu of turkey, stuffing, yams, squash, salads, rolls, pies and candy cane, but they also were treated to gifts left by Santa's helpers. Personal gifts for the men and women, and toys for some 20 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything went very smoothly and we had just the right amount of food," notes Deacon Gil Nadeau, soup kitchen director. In fact, "the food was great, and nice and hot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He offers a "special THANK YOU" to the "small army of volunteers" who "kept things rolling along smoothly," who "cleaned up," and who helped make the "Christmas Dinner a total success."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Oderkirk (the evening volunteer food preparation supervisor), Donna Nelson and Jeannette Williams, SFO, "did a magnificent job setting up and directing the 'action'," Deacon Gil notes. "Liz Droz added some nice menu items and really chipped in." And Marilyn and Dave Schwalbach "handed out a goodly portion of the over 200 toys we had displayed in the chapel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Christmas blessing. For everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-5919967504854377306?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5919967504854377306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=5919967504854377306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5919967504854377306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5919967504854377306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-blessing.html' title='A Christmas Blessing'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-5523452406077767087</id><published>2008-12-22T23:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:43:32.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Won't Be Alone</title><content type='html'>"People ask me how we got the idea to start a soup kitchen," Deacon Gil Nadeau told the congregation at the weekend Masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was through prayer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In praying, in communicating with God, "we received a call to come down off the mountain" and take action. "You responded with your support. You responded with your donations..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A few days ago we surpassed 15,000 meals served, and that's just in the first nine months of operation. I thank you for that, for making it possible..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus commanded, feed my people. We all responded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deacon Gil noted that the soup kitchen would be open on Christmas Day, serving  a turkey dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is invited, he said. Hungry neighbors. Senior citizens. Anyone who may be alone this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't be alone at Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-5523452406077767087?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5523452406077767087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=5523452406077767087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5523452406077767087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5523452406077767087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-wont-be-alone.html' title='You Won&apos;t Be Alone'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-9100000291877842680</id><published>2008-12-15T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:48:12.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Put Faith into Action</title><content type='html'>"I feel like I'm working at a restaurant," 6th grader Emma Short giggled as soup kitchen guests started arriving Monday at Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's exactly right," beverage station volunteer Veronica Prezybyla shot back. "Only, you don't get any tips!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma was one of ten 6th graders from St. Mary's School in Clinton who were excited about returning to the soup kitchen to volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FBob.Stronach%2Falbumid%2F5280238645553452913%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" height="267"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were a little nervous before they came the first time, back in November, teacher Bernadette Verna admitted. But they took to it right away, she said, and "they've asked to come back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She added: "They feel as though they're doing something worthwhile, and they bring a joy with them. The guests seem to really appreciate it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adult volunteers were all smiles, too. "We love having the kids here," noted volunteer daytime supervisor Joanne Lockwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They're so enthusiastic about helping out," added Pat Fletcher, a regular Monday volunteer who was there both times the 6th graders showed up. "They do everything: They wash the dishes, they go out and clean the tables, and they serve the food. They make it fun to be here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun also was how 6th grader Anne Krysczuk described working there. "I feel like a waitress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth grader Jack Hughes said, "It makes you feel good when you help people," and classmate Daniel Hillman was convinced their presence "really helps the needy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth grader Madeline Krasniak spoke of a sense of community: "I like helping here because it's for the good of the community... We all should care about each other because we're all part of the same community. It doesn't matter who's richer or poorer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students arrived with some 20 bags of food and goodies to donate to the soup kitchen -- the spoils of a "dress down" day at the elementary parochial school, where kids got to leave their uniforms home for a donation of foodstuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to Mrs. Verna, the contingent from St. Mary's included two parents, Kelly Liddell and Maureen Hughes, and the following students: Madeline Krasniak, Anne Krysczuk, Emma Short, Audrey Bartels, Collin Liddell, Troy Newman, Michael Howard, Daniel Hillman, Tyler Jury and Jack Hughes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're always preaching to them" about loving their neighbors and helping people in need, as part of a Virtues Program, their teacher said. Here "they get a sense of people 10 miles away from them who need help; it's not some other country."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, she said, "They're putting faith into action."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-9100000291877842680?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/9100000291877842680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=9100000291877842680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/9100000291877842680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/9100000291877842680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/12/kids-put-faith-into-action.html' title='Kids Put Faith into Action'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-3616564689352284150</id><published>2008-11-04T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:07:31.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter Filled the Air</title><content type='html'>St. Mary's School in Clinton arranged for bus transportation, then 6th graders sponsored a "dress down" day last Friday, where students donating canned goods to the soup kitchen could dress down, and on Monday eleven 6th graders showed up at Mother Marianne's West Side Kitchen with the cans of food, a teacher and two parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were wonderful and so happy to be there," reports volunteer daytime supervisor Joanne Lockwood. "Our regular Monday volunteers couldn't believe their eyes when they came in to see the kitchen overflowing with children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;By the time guests arrived, "the regulars and newcomers had teamed up...and their laughter filled the air. The guests joined in and everyone was enjoying being together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6th graders, who arrived at 10 a.m. and left about 1 p.m. when clean-up was done, are already planning a bottle drive to help pay for bus transportation so they can come again next month, Joanne notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the school children were filling the building with their joy and enthusiasm, soup kitchen director Deacon Gil Nadeau was compiling end-of-month statistics for October -- which showed that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2,358 meals&lt;/span&gt; were served (151 children, 107 elderly, and 2,100 other adults), bringing the grand total, since opening March 10, to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12,639 meals&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was almost a 30 percent increase from the previous month and a 60 percent increase from an average month to date," Deacon Gil notes. "These numbers are starting to reflect the need that is skyrocketing in our area."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He adds: "Thank you to all who volunteer their time and treasure. We could not do this without you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-3616564689352284150?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/3616564689352284150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=3616564689352284150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/3616564689352284150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/3616564689352284150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/11/laughter-filled-air.html' title='Laughter Filled the Air'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-6818414047656649333</id><published>2008-10-09T02:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:59:30.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every day's a birthday party</title><content type='html'>I got to act silly yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made funny faces and uttered strange sounds. But the 4-month-old infant enjoyed it, breaking into big smiles and flailing his arms. His light grey eyes locked on mine, curious and completely open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was privileged to be reduced to a babbling fool so that his mom could go get a tray of food. She returned with soup, sandwich and cookies, and was joined by two other women who fussed over the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other volunteers mingled with the guests, chatting, saying how good it was to see them, and laughing. Kitchen volunteers occasionally helped guests with their trays – a young mother with kids, a scruffy older gentleman with a cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were among the 85 guests Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching over the dining room were two Vietnam vets – former Marines – who liked to jovially kibitz with guests, especially some of the men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little earlier the former Marines were bowing their heads in prayer, joining the other volunteers for a few minutes of spiritual reflection before opening the doors of the soup kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne Lockwood, the volunteer daytime supervisor, read a spiritual passage about being content with what one has. Coveting what others have is not being content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That thought “is anti-cultural” is today’s society, she said. We want more, we want bigger, we want better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was discussion of woes and ills afflicting the world – from selfishness to genocide. There’s a need for sacrificial love, one said. This soup kitchen is an example of sacrificial love for hungry neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several spoke of how well the volunteer staff treats the guests. Like family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They’ve come to trust us,” one said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Some say they’ve never been treated so well,” another offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As Franciscans,” Joanne added, “we try to give birth to Christ in everything we do. West Side Kitchen is showing the fruits of that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s joy, she said; there’s confidence building; there’s the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s as though we’re having a birthday party every day.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-6818414047656649333?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6818414047656649333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=6818414047656649333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6818414047656649333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6818414047656649333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/10/every-days-birthday-party.html' title='Every day&apos;s a birthday party'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-8856224010286142680</id><published>2008-09-17T00:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:10:18.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything But Typical</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;It was her first day, but it was anything but typical. A WKTV News Channel 2 photojournalist and a WIBX radio reporter dropped by. So did Jan Squadrito from the Community Foundation of Herkimer and Oneida Counties, Inc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Jan was there to take part in a ribbon-cutting and blessing for a new walk-in freezer – purchased with a grant from the Community Foundation.The news media were there to cover the event and interview Deacon Gil Nadeau about the growing populace that the soup kitchen feeds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;“We started out feeding 20 to 40 people a day,” he said. “Now we’re feeding 100 to 125 people a day.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;In the first six months since opening March 10, “we served 8,933 meals.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The unemployed and working poor primarily comprise the guests. A good percentage may be homeless at any given time. (Another agency that Deacon Gil invited interviewed 60 of the guests one day and discovered that 17, or 27 percent, were in need of shelter.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;With the soup kitchen staffed by volunteers, and operating on donations of food and money, the walk-in freezer came at a critical moment. It enabled West Side Kitchen to accept more donations, and not turn any away due to lack of storage space. It also replaced two failing smaller residential freezers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Donations keep coming. As do volunteers, who may commit to a day a month or every other week. Like Melissa, who spent the summer working at Water Safari in Old Forge after graduating from Holy Cross Academy in Oneida. She decided to take a semester off to experience life before heading off to college. And what does she do? Volunteer at Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-8856224010286142680?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8856224010286142680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=8856224010286142680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8856224010286142680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8856224010286142680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/09/anything-but-typical.html' title='Anything But Typical'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-5643896255472332902</id><published>2008-08-21T00:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:50:49.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The soup kitchen reached two milestones on Tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Volunteers served 117 lunches. A new record, according to Deacon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gil Nadeau&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And they pressed into service a new walk-in freezer, just as an upright unit and a chest freezer both failed. Talk about timing!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The walk-in unit was made possible by a $9,899 grant from The Community Foundation of Herkimer and Oneida Counties, Inc., and its &lt;i style=""&gt;Richard W. Couper Memorial Fund&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=""&gt;Leroy and Hazel Scheidelman Fund.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Regarding the record number of guests, Deacon Gil noted: “They’re coming (because) they like the food. It’s good food.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They like the soup,” said volunteer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jim Caldwell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Everyday we’re seeing new faces,” added volunteer-supervisor &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanne Lockwood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Wednesday they served 96 meals, and among the volunteers were three young girls, busily sweeping the carpet, prepping trays, or helping moms with infants and strollers. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MacKenzie DeRyder&lt;/span&gt;, already a veteran volunteer at the age of 9, is quick to help out everywhere, but especially likes “bringing trays into the kitchen.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samantha Mussatto&lt;/span&gt;, 10, and her sister, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;, 7, were back. The pair accompanied their grandmother, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diane Hnat&lt;/span&gt;, SFO, when their school was on spring break in April. They came all the way from New Hampshire. Now that they are visiting grandma during summer vacation, they are coming to the soup kitchen a couple of days a week. The sisters are avid readers, bringing their books everywhere, but Wednesday they were too busy to immerse themselves in an imaginary tale.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s great!” Amanda said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-5643896255472332902?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5643896255472332902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=5643896255472332902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5643896255472332902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5643896255472332902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/08/adventure-continues.html' title='The Adventure Continues'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-7904900583664468373</id><published>2008-07-29T12:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:40:48.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Than Day Care!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With school in recess, summer has seen a jump in the number of children coming to Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen. Families sometimes take up half the dining area, and volunteers love to interact with smiling and giggling kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time we are seeing more young folk wanting to volunteer at the soup kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, for example, when we served 90 guests, three children were busily helping to serve drinks and preparing trays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alyssa Sharp&lt;/span&gt;, 12, who was all smiles at the beverage station, wouldn’t let a guest get by her without asking what he or she wanted to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mom, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tammy Sharp&lt;/span&gt;, was in the kitchen helping to prep items for the trays. Tammy is on recess, too, since she is a second grade teacher in the Utica School District.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karina Zabko&lt;/span&gt;’s third day volunteering. The 11-year-old, who was helping to set up trays, is the niece of kitchen volunteer-supervisor &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanne Lockwood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She wants to keep coming,” notes Joanne.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The youngest volunteer was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MacKenzie DeRyder&lt;/span&gt;, 9, who had been there every day for two weeks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The daughter of a friend of the family, MacKenzie accompanies Joanne to West Side Kitchen, where “she makes salads and helps with preparing trays,” and when she returns home, she “evangelizes” her mother and grandparents about volunteering.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She prefers to come here instead of going to day care,” Joanne laughs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;P.S. Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donna and Bob Oderkirk,&lt;/span&gt; the volunteer “chefs” who supervise the nighttime food preparation, are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;putting out a plea for more volunteers&lt;/span&gt; to help out on Wednesday evenings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; “Tonight in the kitchen we made 549 sandwiches and 19 gallons of soup,” Donna reports. “Bob sliced all the meat. We prepped the celery and carrots…We really need some new volunteers as the same 10 people show up every week. I am afraid we are going to get burned out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In addition to the Oderkirks, those evening volunteers are: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Josie Abounader, Ann Longo, Gordon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kathy Morrock, Ann Furner, Tony Weber, &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Rosemary Tamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To volunteer, or for more information, email &lt;a href="mailto:roderkirk@roadrunner.com"&gt;Donna&lt;/a&gt;, or call her at 315-725-0516. You can also &lt;a href="http://www.westsidekitchen.org/wskvolunteer.html"&gt;volunteer online&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-7904900583664468373?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7904900583664468373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=7904900583664468373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7904900583664468373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7904900583664468373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-volunteers-are-youthful.html' title='Better Than Day Care!'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-1633021728079318735</id><published>2008-06-26T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:54:33.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers Tell a Shocking Tale</title><content type='html'>Deacon Gil Nadeau has become an advocate for our soup kitchen guests. He met with staff at the Resource Center for Independent Living (RCIL), and this past Wednesday RCIL sent an outreach team to Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen to see the need first hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team did a survey of 62 of the guests, and 10 actually filled out an RCIL questionnaire, with five of them accompanying staffers back to RCIL for follow-up assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This has been a very humbling experience for all of us,” one RCIL staffer told Deacon Gil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shared the results of the survey. Of the 62 guests interviewed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- 49 (or 70 %) needed employment.&lt;br /&gt;-- 41 (66 %) needed help with food.&lt;br /&gt;-- 40 (65 %) needed clothing.&lt;br /&gt;-- 33 (53 %) needed assistance with transportation.&lt;br /&gt;-- 21 (34 %) needed medical help.&lt;br /&gt;-- 17 (27 %) needed shelter.&lt;br /&gt;-- 14 (23 %) expressed the need for counseling.&lt;br /&gt;-- 13 (21 %) needed help with the cost of utilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the numbers confirm our belief that we are serving the homeless, the jobless, and the working poor, it’s still shocking. At least 17 of our guests are living on the streets. At least 49 do not have jobs. And 21 need medical care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are just the ones who were interviewed. We’re now seeing 60 to 80 guests a day, and as many as 110 on some days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-1633021728079318735?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/1633021728079318735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=1633021728079318735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1633021728079318735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/1633021728079318735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/06/numbers-tell-shocking-tale.html' title='Numbers Tell a Shocking Tale'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-5051913441946578251</id><published>2008-06-25T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:50:40.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Milestone</title><content type='html'>“We reached a milestone at the soup kitchen,” Deacon Gil Nadeau told the congregation at the conclusion of 10:30 a.m. Mass a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We served 1,589 lunches last month.” The congregation erupted into applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And just last week we served 400 lunches.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paised the volunteers and donors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It takes a lot of effort, thanks to our volunteers. And it takes your contributions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an email to West Side Kitchen’s Coordinating Group, Deacon Gil announced another milestone, with volunteers serving lunch to 110 people on a recent day – a jump from the previous high of 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The kitchen crews are doing a fantastic job taking care of our guests on a day-to-day basis,” he said. “The food is wholesome, balanced and always presented very well on the tray.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteers were chatting among themselves about how much the guests appear to appreciate the food, Quality Control Coordinator Joanne Lockwood noted. One guest was overhead saying, "My diet depends on the generosity of my neighbors."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-5051913441946578251?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5051913441946578251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=5051913441946578251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5051913441946578251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5051913441946578251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunch-milestone.html' title='Lunch Milestone'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-8022292917740413744</id><published>2008-06-15T15:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:24:10.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Little Children Come to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By Mary and Robert Stronach, SFO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wayne, our legally blind guest, was laughing and conversing with volunteer Jim Caldwell between sips of soup. He mentioned he had been on the phone with Protective Services that morning. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They told me to get my butt right over there,” after learning he had been living on the street for 47 days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But I thought I would get something to eat first.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Across the room, volunteer Katie Koscinski, SFO, was playing “high-fives” with a giggling 3-year-old. His 6-year-old sister came rushing over with a big smile to take a turn at slapping Katie’s hand. Their mom, a refugee who speaks very little English, smiled as she nibbled on a sandwich.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The poignant truth is that children come to the Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen. Some are infants and some, a little older. It’s not unusual to have as many as six or seven on any given day. Shortly, when school is out, we fully expect those numbers to go up. For the most part, our children are very well behaved. They sit close to Mommy or Daddy, quietly enjoying their soup and sandwich. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are happy to see them…to know that they are having a nutritious lunch. And part of us wants to scream, “Why? Why should our little children have to know that hunger is real? Why should they even know what a soup kitchen is?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everything should be sunshine and daisies for them. They should feel safe and secure, knowing that Mommy and Daddy will always be there for them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life is not so easy for some families. Dad or mom may have lost a job. The spiraling price of oil and gas has affected the cost of transportation, utilities, food and just about every product we use. The dollar just doesn’t go as far. And our children are affected. They now come to the soup kitchen. It’s part of their daily routine, just like playing with toys or taking a nap.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you come right down to it, West Side Kitchen came at just the right time. It is a blessing. And, we have our children close to us – safe and secure at the parish center. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you come right down to it, it’s a miracle we have them with us, rather than in an empty apartment with an empty refrigerator. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you come right down to it, they bring us joy. The volunteers play with them and laugh. And the other guests smile every time they see a child. Isn’t that the way it should be? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Christ said, “Let the little children come to me.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They are here, Lord. Keep them safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-8022292917740413744?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8022292917740413744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=8022292917740413744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8022292917740413744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8022292917740413744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-little-children-come-to-me.html' title='Let the Little Children Come to Me'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-5527769863763872669</id><published>2008-06-07T19:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:07:49.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to My Homeless Friend</title><content type='html'>By Mary Stronach, SFO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We speak briefly at Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen. You smile and tell me how great the soup is. “It’s the best soup in town.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such small talk must hide many scars – of war, of a lost childhood, of lost love, lost companionship, lost work, lost home, drug use, alcohol, emotional setbacks. Whatever it was, something happened that put you into a tailspin. One morning you found yourself homeless and alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your childhood different from mine? How did you end up under the overpass and how did I end up living in the country? Why do you have to worry more about the cold and rain than I do? Why do I have the pleasure of a daily shower, clipped nails, clean clothes, hot meals, and a warm bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we’re both children of God, why is our earthly inheritance so different? Homelessness was never your goal, hunger was never your intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, here you are, walking through Christ’s passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are. Hungry and homeless. Your “bed” is a bush or a patch of grass. The sum total of your belongings fits in your pockets or an old grocery cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go from here? Are you at the point that you don’t even see beyond your next meal at the soup kitchen? Do you ask yourself the same questions we all ask in life? “What is my purpose? How do I get there? Where is the meaning of my life?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the Lord. He will care for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago I heard a man sing the following song. He was previously homeless and a recovering alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I sing because I'm happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I sing because I'm free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For His eye is on the sparrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I know He watches me.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If He loves and cares for the sparrow, how much more does He love you? Open yourself to His healing love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-5527769863763872669?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5527769863763872669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=5527769863763872669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5527769863763872669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5527769863763872669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/06/n-open-letter-to-my-homeless-friend.html' title='An Open Letter to My Homeless Friend'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-9101219642736400323</id><published>2008-05-21T19:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:36:23.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nourishment for the Homeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;Fr. Richard Dellos put fingers to mouth and blew a loud, piercing whistle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;He did it again and again, each time to show his appreciation for the singers and dancers at the 40&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary of his ordination Sunday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;It wasn’t a small party. He had invited the entire parish to a barbecue, and well over 400 people showed up, spilling over the campus, jamming the huge tent housing dining tables and performers, and filling the parish center, also decked out with tables for eating. Some brought gifts and momentoes, including State Sen. Joe Griffo, who presented a proclamation from the New York State Senate recognizing the priest’s service and ministry to the community. A big part of that ministry is serving the poor and those in need.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;It started to rain, but the showers didn’t dampen the fest, as long lines of parishioners filled their plates with sausage, pork, beef, chicken and fixings. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;A number of our regular soup kitchen guests were enjoying the festivities, too. Among them was Wayne, who had heaped several layers of meat and bread on his plate. He let out his easy, ebullient laugh, even though he would be bracing himself for another cold, damp night on the streets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;Wayne, who is legally blind and was burned out of his home weeks earlier, mentioned that his plans for a new apartment fell through, and that he was now spending his nights under a viaduct.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;At the party he was nursing a sore thumb, and when he came into the soup kitchen Wednesday, it was sporting a splint. It had turned out to be broken, and had to be reset at St. Elizabeth Medical Center.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;“I was sleeping in a tree, and I fell,” he explained. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;“A tree is okay (for sleeping) if you don’t move,” he laughed. “Now I’m sticking to the viaduct.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-9101219642736400323?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/9101219642736400323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=9101219642736400323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/9101219642736400323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/9101219642736400323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/05/nourishment-for-homeless.html' title='Nourishment for the Homeless'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-8822870058285371215</id><published>2008-05-07T16:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:01:03.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Shines Through</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Our blind guest, Wayne, was sitting outside, basking in the spring sunshine a half-hour before the soup kitchen doors were to open Wednesday, while inside Deacon Gil Nadeau and daytime volunteer supervisor Joanne Lockwood led a group of eight volunteers in prayer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Mother Teresa, Joanne told the group, “spent time in daily prayer and reflection before going out” to serve people in Calcutta. In the same way, she described their coming together in prayer and reflection as a “daily self-offering,” putting them in a frame of mind to better serve people coming to Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; “I believe the Holy Spirit is working in us, enabling us to do what we do. I also pray that the Holy Spirit inspire the hearts of many who cannot serve to donate money and food.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; Added Deacon Gil: “In addition to money and food,” people offering “prayer is important, too…We need people to pray for this ministry.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; The volunteers returned to their stations, and soon dining-room greeter Jim Caldwell was opening the doors to guests. Fifty men, women and children filed in for hot soup, sandwiches and dessert. Among the first in was Wayne. Behind Wayne was a guest sporting a small backpack, who quipped: “The soup is always good here.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In an area adjacent to the dining tables, Deacon Gil had set up a distribution point for free personal care items – from soap, deodorant and toothpaste to toilet paper, band aids and hair spray. Marc, a new volunteer who has been a regular guest, was manning that station, allowing each guest to select two items.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Yesterday, Deacon Gil noted, Compassion Coalition sent over four truck loads of food and commodities – in exchange for volunteer Diane Hnat spending two hours working in the Coalition warehouse. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;“Two loads were free, and we paid just for the shipping on the other two loads.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;In addition to personal care items, there were cases of orange juice and canned food for the soup kitchen, plus 20 cases of baby food and 40 boxes of cereal which “we gave to Thea Bowman House” (which is located on the parish campus and provides daycare and assistance to families in need). They also got a free supply of candy bars to place in Saturday’s lunch bags as well as on trays during the week as an extra treat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;But the soup kitchen couldn’t accept everything that Compassion Coalition was offering, as its freezers, coolers and storage bins were jammed full.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;“That’s why we need a walk-in freezer and a walk-in cooler,” said Deacon Gil, noting that he and his coordinating group are applying for a grant and trying to raise money to obtain and install large walk-in units. “We need the capacity to accept donations as they’re made available.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Meanwhile, as Marc was distributing personal care items, Jim was kibitzing with hungry diners as they laughed and chatted among themselves. Suddenly his voice boomed across the room:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Hey, we’re all family here!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-8822870058285371215?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/8822870058285371215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=8822870058285371215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8822870058285371215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/8822870058285371215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring-shines-through.html' title='Spring Shines Through'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-5514858330189926349</id><published>2008-04-24T00:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:09:08.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Marianne's Avid Readers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The two girls sat against the wall, their knees pulled up, as they got lost in their books Wednesday. Samantha Mussatto, 10, found herself sailing the ocean to Ireland as she turned the pages of &lt;b style=""&gt;The Wanderer&lt;/b&gt; by Sharon Creech. Her sister, Amanda, 7, was caught up in a Boxcar Children Special, &lt;b style=""&gt;The Great Shark Mystery&lt;/b&gt;, by Gertrude Chandler Warner.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But what could be as fun as solving a shark mystery, or following the journals of kids crossing the Atlantic?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;How about helping Mary Schmitt stuff freshly made sandwiches into pastic bags? Which they had done just minutes before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Deacon Gil Nadeau made a bunch of sandwiches, and Mary took over to bag and place them in containers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“The kids were a big help to Mary, because with her arthritic fingers, she could barely zip-lock the bags,” said Joanne Lockwood.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Then a woman came in with her toddlers and infant. Samantha jumped up to carry a tray of food for the woman’s children, and Amanda pushed the baby stroller into the dining room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“When I say I’m working at the soup kitchen,” said their grandmother, Diane Hnat, “now they know what I’m talking about.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Besides being the youngest volunteers at Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen, they also traveled the farthest – from Hookset, New Hampshire. Schools there are on spring break this week, which is allowing the family to spend time with grandma. And her soup kitchen family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So what did they think?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“It was cool!” the girls chimed in unison.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-5514858330189926349?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/5514858330189926349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=5514858330189926349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5514858330189926349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/5514858330189926349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/mother-mariannes-avid-readers.html' title='Mother Marianne&apos;s Avid Readers'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-141249451133920465</id><published>2008-04-20T22:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:19:07.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving Soup Like Dorothy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;“We’re all characters. There’s a lot of joy and humor.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;The Franciscan friar listened with interest, as Joanne Lockwood spoke of the interaction between guests and volunteers at the soup kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;“We have ladies close to their 80s” who earnestly volunteer every week. “There’s a man who volunteers in the dining room, who I’ve seen pull out the chairs for guests, as if we were a 4-star restaurant. There are volunteers who sit down with some guests while they eat, chatting and laughing.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;Joanne was making her remarks to fellow Secular Franciscans during their monthly fraternity gathering Sunday afternoon in St. Joseph-St. Patrick Parish Center.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;The friar, a spiritual advisor for the fraternity, and a veteran of New York City soup kitchens and shelters, then took note of a comment by Betty Frank that the atmosphere of the soup kitchen has become “very Franciscan,” and not just on Wednesdays, when the fraternity staffs the operation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;Joanne is convinced that “the Holy Spirit really is at work here,” and that “nothing would happen without prayer.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;“There’s so much. It takes so many people to make this work. Yet it all comes together. Like it says in the Bible, there are many parts, but one body.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;The friar, Fr. Kevin Kenny, OFM Conv., then offered his congratulations to the fraternity and the parish, and commented that their soup kitchen ministry reminded him of Dorothy Day, founder of the Catholic Worker movement and now a Servant of God (the first step to sainthood in the Catholic Church).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;In fact, Father Kevin, who is director of the National Kateri Tekakwitha Shrine and Indian Museum in Fonda, is a proponent of Dorothy Day’s non-judgmental approach – “you identify with everyone,” even those you may think are undeserving.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;Like that other saint who started quite a movement himself – Francis of Assisi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-141249451133920465?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/141249451133920465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=141249451133920465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/141249451133920465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/141249451133920465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/serving-soup-like-dorothy-day.html' title='Serving Soup Like Dorothy Day'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-6052959629469928889</id><published>2008-04-16T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:19:27.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Wonderful Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Joanne Lockwood, who has been studying to be a Franciscan for the past year, often leads the kitchen volunteers in prayer before opening the soup kitchen doors. Last month she was formally admitted into the Secular Franciscan Order as a candidate, and given the Tau cross to wear as her “habit.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But running the kitchen every weekday has been an unexpected blessing, she says.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“In the past nine months I’ve done a lot of reading on Franciscanism. I’ve learned more working here than in any book I’ve ever read. It has given me the opportunity to live it.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dianne Hnat, another Secular Franciscan, was volunteering in the kitchen Wednesday, too. She has been there every week since Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen opened – even though she is recovering from spinal surgery and has to wear an upper body brace for six months.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“My grandkids think I’m invincible. Just call me Xena, the Warrior Princess!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Out in the dining room was no warrior, but rather a young volunteer with a huge smile -- Elizabeth Sczerzenie, a junior at Notre Dame High School. It was her second time there. As guests would leave and arrive, she would wash table tops and chairs, engage in occasional chit-chat, or spend a few moments playing with a child.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;She mentioned how she likes journalism, but has a passionate interest in pursuing a healthcare career, looking to major in biology in college and eventually working with children in a hospital setting. Cancer patients in particular.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Another volunteer with an interest in healthcare is Donna Nelson, who was behind the kitchen counter serving up meals. She is a maternity nurse at Faxton-St. Luke’s Healthcare, who likes to drop in on a day off after working 12-and-a-half-hour shifts. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“I’m not a parishioner here, but I come here for mass, and I heard the deacon’s sermon (announcing he wanted to start a soup kitchen). The deacon has provided the leadership for people who want to do something, to do some good.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Donna went on to express gratitude for the opportunity to serve.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;That gratitude is part of what Joanne refers to as “a mystery going on here.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;She explains: “I’m not sure who goes home happier – the guests, or the people who serve them.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-6052959629469928889?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6052959629469928889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=6052959629469928889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6052959629469928889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6052959629469928889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-wonderful-mystery.html' title='It&apos;s a Wonderful Mystery'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-4404321061043296191</id><published>2008-04-15T20:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:21:36.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Maxed Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Wayne, our blind guest left homeless by a fatal fire two weeks ago, exhaled his exuberant laugh as he brought his tray of food to the table Tuesday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I finally have a place to live!” He settled in the chair and put his white cane down by his feet. “I move in on the first of the month.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Wayne missed by a few minutes a special visitor, Jan Squadrito, senior program officer with the Community Foundation of Herkimer and Oneida Counties, Inc. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Volunteer Coordinator Rose Marie Roberts had contacted Jan to inquire about a grant for an $8,000-plus walk-in freezer for Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen. Jan wanted to see the facility herself. Deacon Gil Nadeau gave her a quick tour, pointing out the food-line traffic flow, three overstuffed home-type freezers, and the busy kitchen with five volunteers heating up soup, setting up bins of sandwiches, putting out beverages, and prepping trays with celery sticks and cupcakes. He pointed out where the walk-in freezer would go, and answered her questions about how the space could accommodate a freezer unit’s electrical and structural needs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Between the soup and sandwiches prepared in advance and donations of bread and other foods, “our freezer space is maxed out,” Deacon Gil said. A bakery “offered us a hundred loaves of bread, and we had to turn it away.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Asked whether there was any proselytizing or whether soup kitchen guests were expected to attend church services, Deacon Gil said, “Absolutely not.” The operation is about feeding the hungry. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;They moved into the dining room, and sat down. Rose Marie and our community ambassador, Bonnie Woods, joined them. Jan mentioned that Community Foundation staff prefer to meet with a group prior to starting the process. She offered guidelines and a checklist of what to do in submitting a grant application. The Community Foundation prefers not to fund organizations that duplicate a service already being provided, so it was good, she noted, that the soup kitchen was the first to step up to meet a need on the west side of Utica.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jan left moments before the doors opened to our guests, but not before volunteer Jim Caldwell arrived. His hulking presence provides a sense of security in the dining room, but his calm demeanor and sense of humor allow for good-natured bantering.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Complaining that he watches too much TV, he suddenly asks our blind guest, “So, what do you do for entertainment, anyway?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I come here,” Wayne laughs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-4404321061043296191?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/4404321061043296191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=4404321061043296191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/4404321061043296191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/4404321061043296191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/were-maxed-out.html' title='We&apos;re Maxed Out'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-356975558425556717</id><published>2008-04-11T16:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:10:18.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corridor of Saints</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Blessed Mother Marianne Cope was born in Germany, grew up in Utica and took care of her family, including her ailing father, before joining the Franciscan Sisters of Syracuse, my wife told the group of 12 women gathered around a table in the basement of St. John the Baptist Church in Rome.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mary, the guest speaker for the Marian Guild Thursday night, eventually got around to mentioning the new soup kitchen named after the nun. But first, she related how Mother Marianne helped found St. Elizabeth Hospital in Utica, and founded St. Joseph Hospital in Syracuse, before answering a plea from Hawaii to go there and care for leprosy patients.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“She also taught school in Utica and Rome,” I piped in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Marian women expressed surprise and interest in the idea that a nun on the road to sainthood had a connection to their home town – which brought Mary back to the topic of her talk, upstate New York’s “Corridor of Saints.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;That corridor starts just south of Albany, where Venerable Mother Angeline Teresa, O.Carm, established the Motherhouse for the Carmelite religious order she founded to care for the aged and infirm. She opened 59 nursing homes, including St. Joseph’s in Utica.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Corridor of Saints follows the NY State Thruway all the way to the Buffalo area, where Venerable Father Nelson Baker ran his massive Our Lady of Victory ministries, which included an orphanage, a maternity hospital for unwed mothers, and, during the Great Depression, a program that served more than one million meals a year, clothed 500,000 people, and gave medical care to 250,000.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;In between Albany and Buffalo, there are:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-- The Jesuit martyrs, St. Isaac Jogues and companions, at the Shrine to the North American Martyrs at Auriesville, which is also the site of the Mohawk village where St. Isaac died.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-- Blessed Kateri Tekakwitha, the Mohawk mystic, who was born at Auriesville, and who spent some teen and young adult years at Fonda, before fleeing to Canada to live with a community of Native American Christians. The Mohawks moved their village across the Mohawk River to Fonda some time after a devastating smallpox outbreak that killed her parents and left her scarred. The Franciscan-run National Kateri Shrine and Indian Museum at Fonda includes an archeological dig of Blessed Kateri’s village, and the spring where she daily went to gather water still flows nearby.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-- Blessed Mother Marianne Cope, with a shrine at her home parish, St. Joseph-St. Patrick Church in Utica, and with her casket enshrined at the Sisters of St. Francis Motherhouse in Syracuse. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;-- Venerable Bishop Fulton J. Sheen, America’s original television evangelist, who hosted his own TV programs throughout the decades of the 1950s and 1960s. What is not so well known is that in the mid-1960s, he served as Bishop of Rochester.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When Mary finished, the Marian women immediately treated us to cake and coffee. Delicious homemade carrot cake, by the way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Following the refreshments, the group was planning to pray together, so we took the opportunity to ask them to pray for our new ministry – a soup kitchen dedicated to Mother Marianne, operated out of her home parish. Suddenly, their interest intensified. We spoke about the diverse population we’re serving – from teenage moms to aging alcoholics, averaging 30 to 40 people a day, and some days as many as 60.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“I make a motion that we give a donation to this ministry,” one woman piped up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Fifty dollars?” another offered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It was unanimous.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Then the treasurer said something interesting – that she hardly ever brings the Guild’s checkbook to meetings, but that tonight she had felt compelled to have it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-356975558425556717?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/356975558425556717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=356975558425556717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/356975558425556717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/356975558425556717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/corridor-of-saints.html' title='Corridor of Saints'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-197062086689993393</id><published>2008-04-09T23:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:14:18.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>White Cane Wasn't On the Menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wayne, who is legally blind, has made his way to the soup kitchen every day since the tragic fire last week that stole his white cane and left him homeless. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;When he picked up his tray of food Wednesday, there was something extra. Something not on the menu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;As he turned to take his food to a table, he froze. Something about the shapes he could barely make out. His fingers touched it. A collapsible white cane.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Joanne Lockwood, the kitchen’s quality control coordinator, made sure it was on his tray. She got the cane from Deacon Gil Nadeau, who visited the Central Association for the Blind the day before and purchased it for $30.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wayne shook his head, and let out his easy laugh -- the one that was missing a week earlier, the morning after the nightmare blaze that left four people dead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“I can’t believe you guys did this.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-197062086689993393?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/197062086689993393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=197062086689993393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/197062086689993393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/197062086689993393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/white-cane-wasnt-on-menu.html' title='White Cane Wasn&apos;t On the Menu'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-6495336924219459649</id><published>2008-04-08T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:49:28.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Soup Will Perk You Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;If you have a hard day at work, and come home drained and exhausted, Bob and Donna Oderkirk know just the thing to perk you up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Volunteer at the soup kitchen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“I could be dragging my tail, but when I come down here at night, I’m energized,” Bob notes. “That’s when you know the Holy Spirit is at work.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Bob and Donna love to cook, and they bring that passion to Mother Marianne’s West Side Kitchen every Thursday night, as food preparation coordinators. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;With their alternating teams, they cook up batches of soups and chili to last the week, prepare meats and vegetables to go into the brews, and churn out hundreds of sandwiches. Because they prepare enough eats to last a week, they put everything into freezers. Two days before use, containers are moved to a cooler to slowly thaw, and stay fresh to the taste.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“It’s humbling to know that our gift of cooking is helping people,” says Bob. “Just quietly stirring the pot, serving in the background.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The nighttime food preparers are usually volunteers who cannot work at the soup kitchen during the day because of their jobs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Some people tell us, ‘it’s a lot of work’,” Bob says. “We don’t look at it that way. There’s a purpose here, doing what you’ve been guided to do by the Lord, and not questioning it.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Donna and Bob met with some fellow volunteers Tuesday night to take them on a tour of the facility and walk them through the food preparation process. Julie Rand saw a newspaper story about the soup kitchen and volunteered to work the second Thursday of the month. Kathy and Gordon Morrock were already pitching in, but showed up to volunteer to work the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Thursday. Marilyn Schwalbach saw the “family atmosphere” occurring at lunch time and decided to commit to the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Thursday of the month with her husband, Dave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“I didn’t anticipate I would get more out of it than I would give,” Marilyn notes. “I already have.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How did Bob and Donna get involved? When they heard Deacon Gil announce he wanted to start a soup kitchen, “we looked at each other” and knew immediately the Lord was calling, Donna relates.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Bob says when he got to stop in at the soup kitchen during lunch one day, the first thing he saw was a young mom with an 8-month-old baby. He made baby-talk with the infant, and after a minute, the baby finally gave him a big smile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“That made my whole day. What we’re doing, this is what it’s all about.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-6495336924219459649?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/6495336924219459649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=6495336924219459649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6495336924219459649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/6495336924219459649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-soup-will-perk-you-up.html' title='This Soup Will Perk You Up'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-2756520524591228550</id><published>2008-04-05T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T17:47:31.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Good Thing She Didn't Like His Sermon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;There are times when one should listen to his spouse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Take Deacon Gilbert Nadeau. He showed his wife, Mary, the sermon he prepared for the Second Sunday in Lent (with the Gospel passage about the Transfiguration of Jesus on the mountain).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“She said it was too theological. She didn’t like it.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He admits he was a little miffed. But he decided to sleep on it. The next morning he tossed it in the wastebasket. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;That’s when he, or as he would put it, the Holy Spirit, decided it was time to start a soup kitchen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Deacon Gil and Father Richard Dellos had been talking about the need for offering hospitality for two years. Every time someone would knock at the rectory door, seeking food or assistance, the subject would come up. Sometimes that would be almost every day. In addition, hundreds of people were visiting the parish campus every month for food, clothing and day care at Thea Bowman House.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Like Peter, James and John, who accompanied Jesus, it was time to come down off the mountain and take action for people in need, Deacon Gil told the congregation at the Saturday evening vigil Mass. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“I blind-sided Father Dellos,” he admitted. “But I knew he was for it.” And he was: Father Dellos gave his complete support.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;From the pulpit, Deacon Gil appealed for volunteers and donations. By Sunday evening he had assembled a volunteer coordinating group, who would meet the following Thursday to start planning. Eighteen days after that, the soup kitchen was up and running.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The parish maintains a special bank account, called St. Stephen’s Basket, to provide food for the poor. “We spent a lot of money,” he said, to get the parish center kitchen up to snuff – cleaning, painting, installing sinks and three extra freezers, and bringing it up to code. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“What’s amazing is after we opened, we had more money in the bank account than when we started.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He sees it as “an affirmation that we’re doing the right thing.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;People are being very generous: “They come up to us handing us checks” or donating supplies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“The Holy Spirit is at work.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Not to mention, it’s a good thing he listened to his wife.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-2756520524591228550?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/2756520524591228550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=2756520524591228550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2756520524591228550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/2756520524591228550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-good-thing-she-didnt-like-his.html' title='It&apos;s a Good Thing She Didn&apos;t Like His Sermon'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660335802862834831.post-7902564326104081843</id><published>2008-04-03T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:21:14.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No White Cane Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;Wayne came into the the soup kitchen Wednesday without his white cane. He’s legally blind, so it’s always with him. Like his infectious smile.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;“I lost it,” he said simply. His smile was gone, too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;What he didn’t say was that he lost it in the West Utica fire the night before, which left four people dead and others homeless – including Wayne. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;The volunteers, mostly Secular Franciscans who staff the soup kitchen every Wednesday, were grateful for the chance to pray together for the victims of the fire -- even before we discovered that we knew some of them: as soup kitchen guests. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;We gathered to remind ourselves why we were there, seeing the love and mercy of Christ all around us. The volunteers do this every day before opening the soup kitchen doors. Joanne, a Franciscan in formation and the kitchen’s quality control coordinator, offered a reflection on the meaning of the Peace Prayer of St. Francis. Her soft voice embraced the words, “Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;Joining us in prayer was an unexpected visitor – Capt. Frank Picciotto, who runs The Salvation Army soup kitchen, food pantry and social service programs on Clinton Place on the other side of town. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Captain Frank dropped by to congratulate the parish on starting the soup kitchen, saying we all are working for the same purpose. He offered his blessings to all of us, and said he hoped there would be opportunities for collaboration. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: 9pt;"&gt;But what struck us more than his words was a simple, impulsive act. One of our guests said he needed a belt to hold up his pants. Captain Frank immediately removed the belt from his own pants and gave it to the man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8660335802862834831-7902564326104081843?l=westsidekitchen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/feeds/7902564326104081843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660335802862834831&amp;postID=7902564326104081843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7902564326104081843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660335802862834831/posts/default/7902564326104081843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://westsidekitchen.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-white-cane-today_03.html' title='No White Cane Today'/><author><name>Robert, a Secular Franciscan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09400209984053831661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v_w2Nx0w2h0/R_UzW9w8QtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/byDKsXHEkKw/S220/Bob(cropped)1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
