Goals917 - The Monday Morning Memo

This is the new House of the Lost Boys! It will sit perpendicular to Engelbrecht House and look up at Chapel Dulcinea from the valley below. You remember the Lost Boys. Neverland? Peter Pan?

As we were touring the building site on Saturday, one of the alumni at the Academy Reunion smiled and said to me, “I guess Pennie will be Wendy, huh?”

I chuckled. And then he said, “And that makes you Tinker Bell.”

Before he could blink, I had whacked the bottom 10 inches off his left trouser leg with my sword, exposing the ridiculous striped sock he was wearing. As he stared at me in big-eyed wonderment, I said, “No, that makes me Captain Hook.”

Heh, heh, heh. – Indy Beagle

“There, a hundred and eighty years ago, was the chivalrous Roland, ‘Count and Lord Roland, generalissimo of the Protestants in France,’ grave, silent, imperious, pock-marked ex-dragoon, whom a lady followed in his wanderings out of love. There was Cavalier, a baker’s apprentice with a genius for war, elected brigadier of Camisards at the age of seventeen, to die at fifty-five the English governor of Jersey. There again was Castanet, a partisan leader in a voluminous peruke and with a taste for controversial divinity. Strange generals, who moved apart to take counsel with the God of Hosts, and fled or offered battle, set sentinels or slept in an unguarded camp, as the Spirit whispered to their hearts! And there, to follow these and other leaders, was the rank and file of prophets and disciples, bold, patient, and indefatigable, hardy to run upon the mountains, cheering their rough life with psalms, eager to fight, eager to pray, listening devoutly to the oracles of brainsick children, and mystically putting a grain of wheat among the pewter balls with which they charged their muskets.”

- Robert Louis Stevenson, Travels with a Donkey in the Cevennes (1878) p. 99 - 100

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