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Janice's gifts
by Terry Bergdall 06 Aug '13

06 Aug '13

Ellen Howie has been in contact with people close to Janice Ulangca in Binghamton, NY, and learned that she died in peace at home in her bed. She and Dick plan to attend the funeral next Wednesday on behalf of our community. You might recall yesterday on this listserv that Marge Philbrook announced her decision about allotting an $8,500 donation from an anonymous donor to celebrate her eighty-fifth birthday. It is appropriate now to reveal that this gift was from Janice. When I saw Marge’s email early this morning, I wrote to Janice. Now, of course, I know that she never read it. However, my message conveys something about her special qualities as a human being that seem a fitting way to celebrate her completed life. Here is what I wrote: “Janice, you gave a truly creative gift to Marge. She's brooded long and hard (enjoying every minute of it) about the best way to divvy-up 85 hundred dollars. She also has remained extremely curious about the identity of the donor. She thinks she’s being coy as she regularly drops leading comments to staff in our finance office with a hope that someone might spill the beans. This is an ongoing gift that keeps on giving: Marge is honored again and again every time she thinks about it! Janice, you came up with a genuinely sensitive and life-affirming idea for a gift. Thank very much.” Grace and Peace, Terry

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Re: [Dialogue] Ruth Carter
by jbames10＠aol.com 05 Aug '13

05 Aug '13

Alice, Your story got me going. Thanks to you. I still feel such deep sadness when I think of Ruth not being on the porch to greet us. I did get an email about your plans to take Joe to the service and out to dinner for his birthday but cannot find it right now. We do want to be with you so let's work it out. We arrive around 5:00 pm Thur and plan to take the bus to 4750 to spend the night. We fly home Mon around noon. We'll go to the service with some of the folks there. And then? Where do you plan to eat and when? Let us know and we will figure out what we need to do.... Stay in a nearby motel, go back to 4750 or whatever. Looking forward to hearing from you and seeing you. Jan -----Original Message----- From: ALICE M BAUMBACH <abaumbach(a)new.rr.com> To: Colleague Dialogue <dialogue(a)lists.wedgeblade.net> Sent: Sun, Aug 4, 2013 7:16 pm Subject: Re: [Dialogue] Ruth Carter Thank you Jan. I was hoping you would put this story in writing. Did you get my email about Thursday night? Alice jbames10(a)aol.com wrote: The last time Bud and I visited Ruth Carter was just over a year ago. She was standing on her porch waiting for us. A better welcome there could never be. Of late she seemed to struggle with depression so I made it a practice to call her from time to time. It was always the same; she answered with a weak voice and ended with a "smile" and some renewed energy. I talked to her 10 days or so before she died. In an effort to help her reconnect to one of her energy sources I asked her if she ever went to the preschool. She said, "Not much but they come to me. They stand on the sidewalk and call 'Ms Carter, Ms Carter, Ms. Carter. We love you". She said she would go out on her porch and wave and talk to them. Neither the children or staff forgot her! Nor did we! And truthfully that is where she died according to Regina; on her beloved front porch. When Regina's son came home from baseball or basketball practice on the 25th he found her on the porch and couldn't get her to move. He called his mom and she came. They called the paramedics who asked Regina what she wanted them to do. She said "Save my Mama. Save my Mama". They tried.! On the way to Mt. Sinai Hospital they did get a heartbeat and the hospital kept her on life-support for 3 days or so. Her kids and grandkids filled the room during that time till they really got it that she was brain-dead, till they could let her go and asked them to take her off life support. As Regina and I visited she said she really died on that porch she loved. And I say just as she planned. She chose not to have a stent or pacemaker and knew the consequences as did they all. She waved to us on that porch. She waved to the 5th City Preschool children and staff on that porch, she stayed connected to the community on that porch and no doubt waved to the angel of death on that porch. Free, free, free to decide. She knew it and she did. Not too many days before she sat alone in the preschool yard. One of her goodbyes? I think so. And on the day she left she was up and about her house...visiting with Regina, eating lunch, clearing dishes and wiping the table clean. When Regina went upstairs to her home Ruth went out on the front porch to her home. Hear her sing. See her dance. As we all rehearsed with one another.....Free, Free, Free to Decide. May it be so. Jan Ames FYI Ruth's address (and James and Regina also) 3511 W. Van Buren Chicago, IL 60624 Denise and Mike are her other 2 children _______________________________________________ Dialogue mailing list Dialogue(a)lists.wedgeblade.net http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/dialogue-wedgeblade.net

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Finally I made a decision about $8, 500 donated to ICA-USA
by Marge Philbrook 05 Aug '13

05 Aug '13

Can you imagine that an anonymous donor sent ICA-USA a contribution of $8,500 and designated Marge Philbrook to apply this $8,500 contribution to the wonderful ongoing programs of the Institute as a way of celebrating her 85th birthday. I never found out who this anonymous person is. I have been so flabbergasted by this responsibility that it has taken me quite a long time to decide how best to the make that decision. Several people have advised me but I kept feeling the weight of making that decision by myself. So – here is my decision! $4,000 will be divided equally between four programs: *Learning Basket, Service Learning, Accelerate 77, and International Initiatives*. Staff will decide how the money will be applied. $4,500 will be assigned to the *Global Archives Project*, where I have spent several years as a volunteer. The Archives Advisory Team will designate funds for the expense of the upcoming *Fall Sojourn (September 9-21)* as well as to software, supplies, and equipment. I have spent a lot of time wondering “who is this anonymous donor?” I hope that person somehow knows how much his/her gift is appreciated and sees this acknowledgement as lots of giant Thank You’s from ICA-USA. Grace and Peace, Marge Philbrook

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Ruth Carter
by jlepps＠pc.jaring.my 04 Aug '13

04 Aug '13

The Community of Saints to which we are privileged to belong has mythic proportions, and Ruth was an exemplar even to us who never knew her personally. Her endorsement of the book of Joe's talks (Bending History Vol 1) shows a sensitivity to the depths that kept her going: "Joe could see into people. They felt he really knew them. He told me he had a dream to spread the Fifth City ideal of community throughout the whole world. That motivated me to carry on. Joe was a powerful symbol. I called him the Dean of the Iron Men." -- Ruth Carter, 2005 John Epps

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Ruth Carter
by jbames10＠aol.com 04 Aug '13

04 Aug '13

The last time Bud and I visited Ruth Carter was just over a year ago. She was standing on her porch waiting for us. A better welcome there could never be. Of late she seemed to struggle with depression so I made it a practice to call her from time to time. It was always the same; she answered with a weak voice and ended with a "smile" and some renewed energy. I talked to her 10 days or so before she died. In an effort to help her reconnect to one of her energy sources I asked her if she ever went to the preschool. She said, "Not much but they come to me. They stand on the sidewalk and call 'Ms Carter, Ms Carter, Ms. Carter. We love you". She said she would go out on her porch and wave and talk to them. Neither the children or staff forgot her! Nor did we! And truthfully that is where she died according to Regina; on her beloved front porch. When Regina's son came home from baseball or basketball practice on the 25th he found her on the porch and couldn't get her to move. He called his mom and she came. They called the paramedics who asked Regina what she wanted them to do. She said "Save my Mama. Save my Mama". They tried.! On the way to Mt. Sinai Hospital they did get a heartbeat and the hospital kept her on life-support for 3 days or so. Her kids and grandkids filled the room during that time till they really got it that she was brain-dead, till they could let her go and asked them to take her off life support. As Regina and I visited she said she really died on that porch she loved. And I say just as she planned. She chose not to have a stent or pacemaker and knew the consequences as did they all. She waved to us on that porch. She waved to the 5th City Preschool children and staff on that porch, she stayed connected to the community on that porch and no doubt waved to the angel of death on that porch. Free, free, free to decide. She knew it and she did. Not too many days before she sat alone in the preschool yard. One of her goodbyes? I think so. And on the day she left she was up and about her house...visiting with Regina, eating lunch, clearing dishes and wiping the table clean. When Regina went upstairs to her home Ruth went out on the front porch to her home. Hear her sing. See her dance. As we all rehearsed with one another.....Free, Free, Free to Decide. May it be so. Jan Ames FYI Ruth's address (and James and Regina also) 3511 W. Van Buren Chicago, IL 60624 Denise and Mike are her other 2 children

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Re: [Dialogue] Ruth Carter
by ALICE M BAUMBACH 04 Aug '13

04 Aug '13

Thank you Jan. I was hoping you would put this story in writing. Did you get my email about Thursday night? Alice jbames10(a)aol.com wrote: >The last time Bud and I visited Ruth Carter was just over a year ago. She was standing on her porch waiting for us. A better welcome there could never be. > > Of late she seemed to struggle with depression so I made it a practice to call her from time to time. It was always the same; she answered with a weak voice and ended with a "smile" and some renewed energy. I talked to her 10 days or so before she died. In an effort to help her reconnect to one of her energy sources I asked her if she ever went to the preschool. She said, "Not much but they come to me. They stand on the sidewalk and call 'Ms Carter, Ms Carter, Ms. Carter. We love you". She said she would go out on her porch and wave and talk to them. Neither the children or staff forgot her! Nor did we! > > And truthfully that is where she died according to Regina; on her beloved front porch. When Regina's son came home from baseball or basketball practice on the 25th he found her on the porch and couldn't get her to move. He called his mom and she came. They called the paramedics who asked Regina what she wanted them to do. She said "Save my Mama. Save my Mama". They tried.! On the way to Mt. Sinai Hospital they did get a heartbeat and the hospital kept her on life-support for 3 days or so. Her kids and grandkids filled the room during that time till they really got it that she was brain-dead, till they could let her go and asked them to take her off life support. > >As Regina and I visited she said she really died on that porch she loved. And I say just as she planned. She chose not to have a stent or pacemaker and knew the consequences as did they all. She waved to us on that porch. She waved to the 5th City Preschool children and staff on that porch, she stayed connected to the community on that porch and no doubt waved to the angel of death on that porch. Free, free, free to decide. She knew it and she did. > > Not too many days before she sat alone in the preschool yard. One of her goodbyes? I think so. And on the day she left she was up and about her house...visiting with Regina, eating lunch, clearing dishes and wiping the table clean. When Regina went upstairs to her home Ruth went out on the front porch to her home. > >Hear her sing. See her dance. As we all rehearsed with one another.....Free, Free, Free to Decide. > May it be so. > Jan Ames > > >FYI Ruth's address (and James and Regina also) 3511 W. Van Buren > Chicago, IL 60624 > Denise and Mike are her other 2 children > >_______________________________________________ >Dialogue mailing list >Dialogue(a)lists.wedgeblade.net >http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/dialogue-wedgeblade.net

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Mike Tippet e-mail
by Tracy Longacre 01 Aug '13

01 Aug '13

Sorry to take up list space for this, but does anyone have a good e-mail address for Mike Tippett (or Mike can you send me your e-mail)? Trying to send him a message and apparently none of the numerous addresses I have work any longer thanks. Tracy E. Longacre from Menlo Park, CA just another child of God Blog: http://tlongacre.wordpress.com Run Blog: http://revruns.blogspot.com Photos: http://www.flickr.com/photos/tlongacre/ ———-O0ooo— ———–(——)— ————)–-/—- ————(_/- —-ooo0O—- —-(——)—- —–\-–(– ——\_)-

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8/01/13, Spong: The Chalice Abbey: A Unique Ministry in Amarillo, Texas
by Ellie Stock 01 Aug '13

01 Aug '13

HOMEPAGE MY PROFILE ESSAY ARCHIVE MESSAGE BOARDS CALENDAR The Chalice Abbey: A Unique Ministry in Amarillo, Texas The largest city in the Texas Panhandle is Amarillo, which has a population somewhere between 200,000 and 250,000 people. Amarillo had its beginning as a result of being a midpoint on a railroad line that connected Fort Worth with Denver. With that connection established, the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railroad and the Chicago, Rock Island and Pacific Railroad also were routed through Amarillo, transforming it into a viable trading market and rail center for that somewhat remote part of the nation. When the highway systems began to be built in the 20th century, they too found it convenient to go through Amarillo. Today highways 66, 60, 87 and 287 all pass through this city, making it the city with more hotel and motel rooms per capita than any other city in America. One street is literally “motel alley.” In time the cattle business, the oil and gas business and even a helium business located here. Amarillo got its name from the Spanish word for yellow, but it is pronounced in an anglicized, not a Spanish way. There is some debate as to how that name for this city came about. One possibility points to the yellow wildflowers that blanket the countryside in the summer, but another is that the soil in this area tends to be yellowish and there is both a lake and a creek that were quite independent of the city that were originally called Yellow Lake and Yellow Creek or Amarillo Lake and Amarillo Creek. It is fair to say that the prominent religious life of this city is Evangelical Protestantism. Yes, the mainline churches are all there: Roman Catholic, Methodist, Episcopal and Baptist etc. In addition, and this is not unusual in the South and West, there are also a host of Bible-based independent churches, with such charming names as “Believers’ Way Church,” “Kingdom Keys Church” and the “Arena of Life Cowboy Church.” This part of Texas has also been a center for a denomination that calls itself “The Disciples of Christ” Church. It was this branch of Christianity that invited me to give a series of lectures in Amarillo earlier this summer. This invitation was not typical. First, the inviting community called itself “The Chalice Abbey.” The word “Chalice” reminded me of communion and the word “Abby” of a monastery. Second they wanted me there on Friday evening and Saturday morning, but not on Sunday. Normally, the Sunday morning worship service is the event around which my speaking weekends are organized. The great thing about my itinerant vocation is that we never know what surprises lurk behind each invitation. This was certainly true of the faith community associated with the Disciples of Christ Church that calls itself “The Chalice Abbey.” The Chalice Abbey turned out to be a church that does not gather on Sunday. Indeed, it is has no members. It is the experimental brainchild of two remarkable pastors. One of them is Paul Carruth, who went to Amarillo to be the spiritual leader of this Disciples congregation in 2011. The other is Chuck Fisher who is the denominational executive who coordinates the work of the Disciples of Christ congregations in the area of Texas known as “The High Plains.” Both of these men are strong leaders, willing to risk everything in order to pursue new possibilities. Meeting them was a privilege; learning of their plans and dreams was inspiring. Their vision was rooted in a reality, which was that the Amarillo Disciples of Christ Church was not a success story. This congregation had dwindled down to less than twenty regular worshipers who seemed divided on many issues. The congregation, however, owned a piece of property that was worth some $900,000. So the question was how could they use this asset to enhance the life of the people of Amarillo? Paul Carruth began to engage this congregation’s few members around the question: What would effective ministry look like given our resources and this setting? It was hard in this city of churches to spell out a viable vocation for this weak and declining congregation. Did Amarillo really need another church? No one had confidence that this weak congregation would grow. It had fallen below the critical mass necessary for a church to live. Digging into their denominational background and history they discovered some things that began to shape a new conversation. The Disciples of Christ tradition was not born to be one more denomination. That was why they chose to call themselves either “Disciples” or “Christians.” The quest for unity, expressed through the act of communion was in their originating DNA. An inclusive communion table was so important to them that they made a chalice their denominational logo. This church was born in Kentucky and West Virginia, the product of an 18th century revival movement now known as “the Great Awakening.” It then spread into being a Midwestern movement. It was a church leery of any hierarchy and it sought to avoid denominational labels. They rather put a premium on cooperation and partnering with other congregations whenever possible. They placed their ideals into a slogan that was widely used in the 18th century: “In essentials unity, in nonessentials liberty, in all things charity.” So this small Disciples congregation in Amarillo, urged on by its pastor and area executive, began to raise existential questions and to examine their purpose and their future. Will we simply reduplicate the ministries of hundreds of other churches in Amarillo? Or is there something different and unique that we can do or be that might even impact the big issues of our world? If they ceased to be a church, how might the valuable asset of their property be used positively? Once that door was opened, all kinds of ideas began to flow. The church property ultimately was sold and the congregation was dissolved by the vote of the members. With these now liquid assets space in a shopping center surrounded by ample parking was bought, remodeled and a “Ten Thousand Villages” certified fair trade store was opened in Amarillo. A certified fair trade store markets products from around the world for which a fair price for labor is paid to the artisans or farmers. Its inventory includes earrings made from bullet casings in an Ethiopian workshop that provides work to people with AIDS, candle holders made in Haiti of cut metal from 55 gallon drums, mirrors and photograph frames made from old magazines in Java as well as locally woven scarves, indigenous paintings, pottery, wood carvings and even organic products like coffee. A story accompanies each item, so that the purchaser will know its history and the nation from which it has come. In time they also hope to be an outlet for local Amarillo artists and artisans. This “Ten Thousand Villages” store is able to bring to Amarillo things that only tourists in foreign lands might ever see and to sell them at a price fair to the purchaser and to the original creator. The economic well being of both is well served. The shop in Amarillo is beautifully arranged and its treasures are artfully displayed. The citizens of Amarillo are just beginning to discover this new civic asset. Christine and I did much of our family Christmas shopping while we were there. This store, important as it is, was not, however, all that was in this congregation’s future. They also built into this commercial structure, a kitchen, offices, toilet facilities and an assembly room that could accommodate a dinner for 50 or a lecture for 70. They would offer this space to the city on a fee basis for celebrations, for privately catered parties and for other community needs. They would also offer to all of the churches in the community a series of classes each year that might be religiously oriented or simply serve the enrichment needs of Amarillo’s common humanity. They had the freedom in this non-ecclesiastical setting to engage controversial issues which local congregations might not be willing or able to entertain. Their appeal was quite deliberately to a minority segment of the population, those who would understand global concerns and not be shocked by things that one normally does not expect to be dealt with in a somewhat isolated Midwestern community. They would speak to those who were able to move beyond their fears, their tribal agendas and even their somewhat imperialistic religious traditions, the few, who wanted to relate to a larger swath of life. They would not seek to remove them from their congregation, but to enable them to enrich their own congregations. Amarillo, they believed, was big enough to contain a core of people willing to support such an approach. Finally, in their plans was the idea of sponsoring an annual lecture series for the community that would bring to Amarillo new and critical religious thinking on issues that local congregations might not have the will to bring. Again they projected an audience made up of a hungry minority that would be eager to explore new ways of looking at religion in general and at Christianity in particular. These lectures would be on a fee basis and would have to be self-supporting since there was no congregation seeking to attract new members by sponsoring such an event. Once again, they did not expect huge crowds. Their space actually had a limited capacity, which meant that reservations were required. Their expectation was that what they offered would appeal to enough people to make it worthwhile. They saw themselves as giving something to the whole community that no other church could offer and, if successful, it would enrich every church’s life by nurturing that minority that is present in each congregation, but who are not nurtured intellectually or spiritually by what their churches are normally able to offer. In small towns, the local church is often an essential institution in which social and community needs are met, but not the intellectual and spiritual needs of a questing minority. I was invited to Amarillo to be their first lecturer in this new series. The lectures were sold out. I have never seen this kind of thinking in a church’s life. Will it work? Time will tell! It is a high risk enterprise, but pioneers Paul Carruth and Chuck Fisher have accepted that risk. I salute them and I shall watch this experiment with interest and hope. If you would like to know more go online to Chalice Abbey, Amarillo, Texas. It is an exciting story. ~John Shelby Spong Read the essay online here. Question & Answer Susan Stover from Lawrenceville, Georgia, asks: Question: Have there been any people since Jesus who seemed similarly to be “God infused?” If so, who? If not, do you believe it is possible for me to evolve into the kind of selflessness that we see in Jesus? Answer: Dear Susan, Your question raises many others and reveals a pattern that needs to be broken open. How do we define God? Is God other than human? Is God a being, somehow akin or related to my being? Is the difference between humanity and divinity a difference in kind or in degree? The “orthodox” position within Christianity is that Jesus is unique, different in kind from anyone who has lived before. Theologians like Paul Tillich, who died in 1965, would argue strongly against that notion. Other theologians like Dietrich Bonhoeffer and John A. T. Robinson are in agreement on the possibility that Jesus is different from others only in degree, not in kind. This conviction in turn opens up the potential for there to be many other “Christs,” both in the world today and throughout history. The Tillich/Bonhoeffer/Robinson point of view is certainly not new and can be located as a minority point of view dating back to the writings of Meister Eckhart in the 14th century. The creedal thinking that arose in the 4th and 5th centuries and produced the doctrines of the Incarnation first and the Holy Trinity second, tended to lock Christianity into the position of seeing Jesus as a unique, special life that somehow shared ontologically in the nature of God. That position, however, depended on a theistic definition of God. God in that era was clearly defined as a being who lived somewhere external to this world, who possessed supernatural power and who could and did regularly invade human history in miraculous ways. The life of Jesus was considered to be simply one of those divine interventions. This traditional point of view probably made sense before people like Copernicus and Galileo in the 16th and 17th centuries, opened human knowledge to embrace the vastness of space. That discovery, in turn, stripped the planet Earth of its pretentious claim to be the center of a three-tiered universe. That theological understanding probably also made sense before Isaac Newton de-mystified the operations of natural law and, thus, largely removed both miracle and magic from our working vocabularies. If Christianity is wedded to the Council of Nicaea’s Fourth Century understanding of Christian theology, there is little future in Christianity itself. Fourth century people simply could not and did not operate inside our understanding of how the world operates. If, however, we recognize that behind every human experience there is a time bound explanation, we are free to reject the explanations of antiquity and to pursue a new way of understanding the original Christ experience. It is there that I believe we come to an opportunity to reverse the traditional conclusions without dismissing the truth of the experience and to initiate a new theological process. Among the questions that must be admitted is that perhaps God does not so much invade the human in Jesus, but that the human grows into the divine. That possibility opens up Christology to all kinds of new conclusions. The fact that Jesus differs from us only in degree, not in kind, is one of them. At one point in the development of the concept of messiah among the Jews, the messianic idea meant any life through whom the word of God is heard or in whom the will of God is lived out. Such a life could then be seen as “messiah” and could thus be called “the Christ.” That Christ principle has been seen many times in human history. I think of Mahatma Gandhi, Mother Theresa, Martin Luther King, Jr. and Nelson Mandela as examples of those who lived for others in this Christ-like way. Each of these persons would be surprised at that designation, but I think the time has come to separate the Christ principle from a single life and begin to see it as a God presence that can be lived out in various degrees. Jesus remains for me the standard of judgment because our recognition of the Christ presence in others is based on the Christ presence in Jesus of Nazareth. Thank you for your question. John Shelby Spong Announcements New Dates Added to the Bishop Spong Speaking Schedule! See Bishop Spong live! Check out the Speaking Schedule Calendar and find an event near you! Also: We are so excited to announce that there is now a website in Spanish dedicated to the works of Bishop Spong. We have been working closely with this group and are partnering with them to bring the Bishop's work to the world! http://johnshelbyspong.es/ Any questions or concerns, please contact us at support(a)johnshelbyspong.com or 503-236-3545. 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Ruth Carter -- Iron Woman
by Lela Jahn 31 Jul '13

31 Jul '13

Ruth and I were tied at the hip for the 3 years in the late 60's when I was the director of the 5th City Preschool and she was my right and left hand. She and I climbed many mountains together -- attending a national preschool workshop because the curriculum received a National 1st place award from the Office of Economic Opportunity (OEO), receiving teaching machines from IBM for the 4 year olds which got our picture in the newspaper because of the audacity of believing machines could teach, making really cool uniforms for all the teachers, designing the new preschool building on 5th Avenue with Sheldon Hill --- the list goes on and on. Yet there were also many valleys where Ruth never flinched, never complained. She stood firm in her belief that the 5th City Preschool was a demonstration to the world of the importance of providing all children from 4 months on up with a positive self-image. In turn, Ruth Carter, became my mentor, my symbol, of the Iron Woman standing in the desert with arms out stretched knowing that the desert could become the promised land. And it did because she lived --- and still does in the lives of all she touched. Lela Jahn

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Re: [Dialogue] Ruth Carter -- Iron Woman
by LAURELCG＠aol.com 31 Jul '13

31 Jul '13

Ann, Thank you so much for sharing the pictures. It is a privilege to have known Ruth Carter. Jann McGuire In a message dated 7/31/2013 4:48:46 P.M. Pacific Daylight Time, gwensinger(a)aol.com writes: Ms. Carter was such an enthusiastic educator and a wonderful role model for me throughout my life. In May, 2010, George, Jordan and I went to 5th City to visit the 5th City PreSchooling Institute and Ruth Carter. Ruth, although retired, was as energetic as ever and we had a wonderful time reminiscing about the days we spent together in 5th City and the current struggles of maintaining quality services in communities - be it on the Westside of Chicago or New York City. We posed for pictures at the Iron Man statue and she was so proud to introduce us to her grandson. Ruth has a special place in my heart and I was so blessed to have known her. Ann Ensinger

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