My World of Religion, Politics, Entertainment and Social Issues

If you are visiting my blog, expecting to see 'Toward a Progressive Catholic Church,' I have changed my title to reflect my wide assortment of interests. Having retired from my secular job, I hope to devote the rest of my life to my hobbies, ministries and perhaps a part-time job that makes good use of my communications skills. This blog will be designed to address my multi-faceted interests.

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Location: Rochester, New York, United States

I have an M.A. in Theology and an M.Div (Master of Divinity) from St. Bernard's School of Theology and Ministry. I am currently a media consultant and promoter of classical music. I am also certified as an officiant by the Federation of Christian Ministries for baptisms, weddings and funerals and minister independently of the Rochester Diocese. My life has encompassed many interesting paths: broadcasting, free-lance writing, video-production, music, ministry and a secular job in government. In addition to this blog, I have a YouTube site at and I have a Facebook page.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Video Tribute to Sidney Grosswirth

Dear Blog Visitors:

I want to thank all of you who have expressed condolences over the death of my father, Sidney Grosswirth. He was a remarkable person who touched the lives of many.

I was especially humbled and honored that the folks at 'Cleansing Fire' (traditional Catholic website) expressed their condolences. There have been occasional disagreements between traditionalists and progressives over the years, but I truly appreciate the fact that persons paid tribute to my father at the 'Cleansing Fire' website. It meant a lot to me.

As a fitting tribute to my father, I put together a video. It begins with a three-minute reflection, followed by a period of silence during which some photos are displayed.

The following is the text of a poem I recite in the video. It was read by Rabbi Sandra Katz at my father's funeral:

In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them.
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them.
In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them.
In the blueness of sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember them.
In the rustling of leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them.
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them.
So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us as we remember them. (Roland B. Gittelsohn, adapted)

Peace to all of you,


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