Christmas 2006: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

To all of our friends and family:
May the peace and joy of this holy season be with each of you!

We have had a very busy year. We are well settled here at Eagle’s Trace. With every passing day we are more and more convinced our decision to move into this community was an excellent idea. We are involved in a variety of activities here. Pat is a part of a computer club and a Bible study group. Karen is involved in a poetry group and the choir. Both of us are active with the book club, the interfaith ministry board, and the Ambassadors (a group of residents who open their apartments to folks who are considering a move to Eagle’s Trace.) When you combine these activities with our usual commitments to the Cenacle Retreat House and the parish (a thirty mile drive, one way), we hardly qualify as retired! (And there are also Karen’s water exercises!)

Deb has a new position as branch manager of one the libraries in San Antonio. It is an exciting new opportunity for her. She is still enjoying her country life in Elmendorf, amid the gophers, snakes and other critters. Happily, her domestic pets are more congenial!

Ken, Tracey and our seven gorgeous, talented grandchildren are doing well. Tracey is still home schooling and they have proven to be good students as well as good people. The boys (except for Damien, the youngest) are all playing guitar and are quite accomplished. Christina plays the piano. Will the other ladies follow?

Chris and Kelly are doing their usual excellent work in the public school arena. The girls (also gorgeous and talented!) are involved in sports and cheerleading. The football team at Kelley’s school is still in the running for the state title and that keeps Kelley and Kirby (freshman cheerleader) busy every weekend.

As for other news, we traveled this fall to Slovenia and Croatia. It was a fascinating (and exhausting) trip. The coastline of these countries is beautiful and unlike anything on the Italian side of the Adriatic. Dubrovnik, Croatia is amazing – a triumph of Roman and Medieval architecture and determination on the part of the Croatians who endured war in the 1990’s. We encourage any and all to travel there if you get an opportunity.

We’re sure we could think of more to say, but we’ll close for now. May 2007 be a wonderful year for you. Your are in our thoughts and prayers.

Christmas 2007: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

To all our friends and family: May the Peace and Joy of Christmas be with you!

This year has been a bit different from our usual active running around. Karen has had two surgeries on her left knee, ending in a total replacement. In January the right one will be replaced. She is very thankful that she isn’t a four-footed creature! We have a rehab facility here at Eagle’s Trace and she will be using it again soon. Pat has been her gopher and chauffeur and is, she claims, much appreciated.

We have been busy in spite of it all. Pat has taught three different courses for the archdiocese and a nearby parish, as well as continuing with preaching and marriage preparation at our old church some 30 miles from Eagle’s Trace. He also facilitates a Bible study group at ET. Karen is on partial leave from the Cenacle Retreat House, but is still seeing a few people for spiritual direction and leading some retreats. She sings in the ET choir and takes part in the poetry group.

We have also taken two trips this year – a wonderful river cruise in Europe on the Rhine and Mosel: from Antwerp, Belgium to Basel, Switzerland – and a trip to Ohio and Massachusetts in October to visit friends and relatives, attend Pat’s 50th class reunion at Kent State, and celebrate the ordination of our good friend, Vic Norton, to the permanent diaconate. Pretty good for an ol’ lady with bad knees and a ol’ guy with a bad back!

The “kids” are doing well. Chris is still an Assistant Principle at Oakridge H.S., Kelly is still teaching math at Klein Oak H.S. Ken has a new position with United Recovery Systems (and a personal contract archiving materials for an architectural firm.) He is also a member of the archdiocesan choir which will perform at the dedication of the new cathedral in Houston. Tracey is still mom, teacher, and miracle worker. Deb is doing well in her branch manager position at McCreeless library in San Antonio. All are happy, healthy (for those at mid-life) and close-by for visiting. Nice for us.

Our nine grandkids are brilliant, talented and good-looking! Ranging from 16 to 3 years of age, they are a delight to spend time with. We are so blessed to live close enough to see them often. Among them are guitarists, pianists, cheerleaders, volleyball players, writers, craft and sewing people, and youth ministers who are also sports fans, doll lovers, and car-guys. Grandchildren are great fun!

We try to keep these annual letters to one page, so it’s time to end this year’s note. You are in our thoughts and prayers. May you have a wonderful Christmas and may 2008 be very good to you.

Christmas 2008: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

Dear Friends,

Do any of us really want to go through another year like 2008? There have been a lot of downs nationally/internationally as well as a few in our own lives. But we have survived and, indeed, in certain instances have thrived as well. We hope this is also true for you.

In late January Karen had her second knee replaced. Although the results of the 2007 version had no complications, the newer one did not follow the same route. She had some painful manipulations done as a follow up. She was able to do extended rehabilitation exercises here at Eagle’s Trace where we live and the results were excellent. We continue to be grateful that we chose to move to this retirement community when we did. It really does have all the medical, recreational and daily dining facilities that we throughly enjoy. Karen is involved in the residential choir, poetry and spirituality events of the community. Pat facilitates a bible study group and is active in the book club. Many enjoyed our Thanksgiving Service which Karen organized and where Pat gave a “homily.”

The usual non-Eagle’s Trace activities continue to keep both of us busy. Karen still leads prayer events at the Cenacle Retreat center, although on a reduced schedule. Pat, a “retired” Permanent Deacon, continues to preach at weekend Masses at our old parish of Christ the Good Shepherd but witnesses fewer weddings. He also teaches classes at the local parish, St. John Vianney.

The high-light of the year was the celebration of our Fiftieth Wedding Anniversary. We renewed our vows at a Liturgy held at the Cenacle and enjoyed the company of many local and Californian friends who were present for the Liturgy and for a party. Tracey was not able to attend, since she was busy with Joseph Xavier Camerino, born six days earlier. He joins his four brothers and three sisters and two cousins to round out our now ten grandchildren. To allow you to be part of our 50th, we are including with our annual Christmas letter, copies of photos taken during the past year. For many of you this may be the first time you’ve seen the younger generations in a long while.

Karen’s new knees and Pat’s health allowed us to take our annual foreign vacation in September (when the markets fell everywhere.) Having pre-paid the trip we were able to enjoy the sunshine of the Italian regions around Lake Como and Tuscany for nineteen days.

As for other “events” … We survived “Ike” at Eagle’s Trace without electricity for only 36 hours. Chris’ and Ken’s families were without power and water for almost two weeks. We no longer can say: ”We like Ike.” We trust that you are as happy as we are that the election campaign is finally over. Although we look forward to the next four years, we know there are many of our friends who do so with some trepidation. Nevertheless, let’s pray that 2009 brings all of us a sense of tranquility and a true appreciation of the Peace on Earth promised to those of Good Will some two thousand years ago!

Karen & Pat
Deb/Cammie
Kelly, Kirby, Chris, Kennedy

Thomas, Christina, Olivia, Dillon, Ken, Victoria, Joseph, Tracey, Jordan, Damien

Christmas 2010: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

Dear Friends,

It’s hard to believe that our first attempt at an annual letter was in 1963, when we moved from Hanover, New Hampshire to Corvallis, Oregon! However, they did not really become “annual” until 1980, after we had settled in Houston, Texas. For the two of us, it’s been great fun – and very nostalgic – to re-read about what we’ve been up to for almost a half-century! We hope that these years have been as kind to you as they have been to us (disregarding national and international events about wars and the economy!) And so, we continue the series for these past twelve months of our history with the hope, once more, that in all of the future days and months ahead of us there will be peace in our lives and in the world.

Many personal events have not changed. We grow older and perhaps wiser. Karen continues to be part of musical, poetical and spiritual activities here at Eagle’s Trace (ET). She enjoys giving days of prayer and preparing interdenominational services at ET as well as staffing weekends and being a spiritual director at the Cenacle Retreat House. Pat has been “cutting-back” his interactions at Christ the Good Shepherd, our home parish for the past three decades. He has witnessed his last weddings there but still gives homilies at all of the masses at least once a month. To “compensate” he’s preaching more at ET’s interdenominational services and teaching at local parishes, i.e. those less than the hour-long drive to CGS.

Our health continues to be “very good,” by insurance standards. This year Pat celebrated his big 75th with a major party for family and friends. Karen’s knees had no problem negotiating Eastern Europe last spring during several days in Prague, Czech Republic and our cruise of the Danube from Budapest to the Black Sea. (One interesting outcome of the trip is that we have been asked to share our previously videoed trips on the ET in-house television outlet.)

Ken continues as senior technical writer for United Recovery Systems; Tracey as mother of eight and all that goes with that position 24/7. Chris is now an assistant principal at the freshman campus of The Woodlands High School; Kelly is a mathematics teacher at Klein Oaks.

The major new events are: (1) Jordan entering the seminary and taking freshman courses at the University of Dallas and (2) Kirby entering the University of Texas at Austin and taking courses which could lead to an engineering or business degree. Kennedy and Dillon are thinking about next year and their futures. Christina, Thomas, Victoria, Olivia, and Damien are involved in home schooling and church-related events. Joseph Xavier does know how good he has it!

We visit with Deb, still managing a San Antonio library, and Frank Brantley in San Antonio, Houston or Schulenberg, TX (half-way between) as often as mutual schedules will allow.

Last year Karen summarized 2009 in a poem. (It was her turn to write the letter.) This year we’re including another Christmas poem, albeit non-historical. Who knows … perhaps this, too, will become an annual event! Meanwhile I’ll quote last year’s conclusion:
“The Camerinos send our best/ With love and joy and all the rest.”

Holy Night

The angel choir disturbed the silence of the chilly night.
The sky was filled with glorious song as they hovered in their flight.
The shepherds stood in fear and awe, not knowing what to do.
The angels sang of peace on earth and a baby born anew.
“Get up, my friends, and travel now to Bethlehem this night.
Your God has chosen you to see this holy wondrous sight.
The baby will be found among the oxen in a stall,
But be not fooled. He is the savior born to free us all.”

The angel choir dispersed and left the shepherds far below.
They looked at one another – stunned – but did not fear to go.
In stable stall they found the child and knelt in glad surprise.
The mother welcomed them with gentle lovelight in her eyes.
When they told them of the angel choir and the song the angels sang,
They left to tend their flocks again, but in their hearts there rang
The sound of Mary’s voice and the baby’s newborn cry –
As beautiful to them as was the angel song on high.

You never know when angels might intrude upon the night,
So listen and keep watch in preparation for the sight.
If simple shepherds were invited to that holy place,
Might not we too, be summoned to see the Master’s face?

Karen Camerino: Christmas 2010

Christmas 2011: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

The days seem to go by faster as we go by more slowly! It’s called “Retirement” which suggests there should be plenty of opportunity to do whatever we want, whenever we want and for as long (or short) as we want. Yet, there are never enough hours in a normal week to “accomplish” all that we want/think we “should” do. We guess the answer is to recognize it’s not required that we must get done all we want to do. No one has invented a time-stretcher and it’s unlikely one will become available any time soon. So we’re learning to be content. You’d think by now we would have mastered the attitude. We hope we still have enough time left to do it! Maybe you have the same problem and have advice to offer.

Most of the time, prayer and meditation help. We have been able to set aside time for that. And try to assist others in their own attempts … what with the retreats and days of prayer Karen continues to lead at the Cenacle and here at Eagle’s Trace (ET) for the residents. Both of us have directees who seem, at times, to have it more together than we have! There are also the more formal spiritual/ religious activities Pat maintains: monthly homilies at Christ the Good Shepherd and occasional interdenominational services at ET. Karen continues to preside at similar services here. She has also become deeply involved as a docent with the Brookwood Community, a nearby community for adults with functional disabilities. In addition to working and learning facilities for residents and non-residents, Brookwood has a shop for gifts and plants as well as a great restaurant. It was there that our family and closest friends celebrated Karen’s 75th birthday in June. (It was a surprise luncheon … and it worked!)

Our family has extended itself in 2011. Gabriel John prematurely joined his eight siblings in June! The oldest boys, Jordan and Dillon, are attending college classes; the middle ones (Christina, Thomas, Victoria, Olivia and Damien) are still being home-schooled by a very involved Tracey – while Joseph is adapting to not being the youngest in the family. (Ken remains busy with United Recovery Systems.) Deb (Cammie to some) and Frank Brantley are married and continue to reside in San Antonio where she is a library director and he teaches college math. Our other math teacher, Kelly, works with younger students at Klein Oak while Chris remains as an Assistant Principal in The Woodlands. Kirby is a sophomore at UT; Kennedy is an extremely active senior at Klein Oak high school. Everyone is busy and happy.

This year’s annual European vacation for Pat and Karen focused on a cruise of the Elbe River in Germany (including Berlin, Hamburg and small towns along the way). Perhaps the best part was a prelude visit to Poland (Warsaw and Krakow) where Pat’s grand-parents were born; and again to Prague, a favorite of ours.

Once more Karen has a Christmas poem to share. It was originally composed in 1958, yes some 53 years ago! We still miss the snow, but not the shoveling. May you enjoy the actuality and nostalgia of this “Christmas Reverie.”

Christmas Reverie

A year is drawing to a close.
The leaves, crisp and sere, are chased over the frosted walks by bitter winds.
The lamps give off a penetrating light, interrupted occasionally by sheets of ice
Covering the glittering glass globes.
December – month of snow, wind, joy, completion, commencement, Christmas.
A time of worrying over petty things – sizes, colors, kinds, space, food, wine,
Time, guest list, entertainment.
A time of devotion and contemplation about unanswerable questions: Virgin birth,
Miles traveled over endless sands, angels, a newborn child, God’s great love.
A time of joy and childish excitement – red bicycles, Santa Claus, noises in the night,
Reindeer, candy, toys.
A time of pondering and thoughts of eternity and love.
Lovers part with tears, strangers meet – and always, always, Christmas.
I think of all these things with happiness and wonder.
Christmas is not a completion but a commencement – a new year, a new day, a new plane
Of love, a new life.

The wind whips around corners, down alleys, through deserted fields, and rattles now on
My window pane.
Christmas is coming. The night is cool, the moon is full, and my heart is full of love for
Christ and you.
Bells ring, snow falls, people run, carols sing out, carried by the wind.
God smiles. Again the world remembers His son.
Amid the pettiness there is good spirit; in childish glee there is love; in the hearts of
Christians there is reverence.
A part of me wishes it could remain always, always Christmas.

Karen Camerino: 1958, Revised in a land without snow 2011

Christmas 2012: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

Dear Friends,

We have the same complaint this year as last … the days race by too quickly. It seems as if we just took down the tree for 2011 and here it is: the decorations are in place for 2012. (Admittedly, Texans do get started early. And finish early as well; their trees – live or artificial – usually disappear on December 26th. We’re old-fashioned Northerners and aim for January 6th to pack away the holiday visuals.)

And what keeps us “busy” enough to have the days rush by? The same events as every year! Conversations with friends (and dinners, too); discussions with physicians (the usual routine ones, none new – except Karen is scheduling a shoulder-joint replacement in January to accompany her previously renewed knees); her continuing interactions with directees and prayer groups; Pat’s on-going bible study at Eagle’s Trace and his teaching classes at ET and at local parishes (at least he’s given up preaching at Christ the Good Shepherd and confines himself to less strenuous participation as a deacon there); and both of us attending as few “meetings” as possible in our active retirement community.

We also managed another foreign trip and have the edited results for showing on the ET video channel. In May we relaxed on another river cruise. This time, from Moscow to St. Petersburg … both of which are friendly, interesting cities to visit. We admit that there are few towns to visit during the 1000 mile trip in between; but the trees and tranquility of the Volga do offer their own rewards. Karen finally was able to stand and contemplate her favorite painting: Rembrandt’s “Return of the Prodigal Son” exhibited in the Hermitage, a magnificent site on its own.

Our extended family appears to be as engaged in life as we, ourselves, are. Deb (or Cammie) and Frank Brantley continue their first-year status as newly-weds in San Antonio – she as manager of a SA branch library; he as an instructor of mathematics in a SA college. Ken and Tracey continue work (he as a salaried “senior technical writer” with United Recovery Systems and both as un-salaried parents and/or home-school teachers of Christina, Thomas, Victoria, Olivia, Damien, Joseph and Gabriel.) Jordan attends Blinn College in Bryan, TX and Dillon at Houston’s Lone Star Community College – in preparation for being physical Aggies and not merely spiritual ones. Their cousins are non-Aggies with Kirby in her third year at The University of Texas in Austin and Kennedy in her first year at Texas State University in San Marcos. This would leave Chris and Kelly as “empty nesters;” but with each other and with his work as an Assistant Principle (The Woodlands High School) and hers as a math teacher (Klein Oak High School), this is not a problem for them.

We’re continuing our “new tradition” and Karen’s Christmas poem is included in lieu of a commercial card. And so we conclude, as in letters past, “The Camerinos send our best/ With love and joy and all the rest.” May 2013 be less hectic and more peaceful than the private and public events of 2012.

Epiphany

Night sounds invade my world:
The squeak of the saddle,
The rhythmic ‘plop-plop’ of the camels’ feet,
The chuff of their breathing as they pace on endless sand.
The rocking motion should have brought me sleep,
But on this night sleep does not come.
The star is so close it seems I could reach out and touch it.
Such a star! I have never seen another like it.

The others are awake too.
I sense their awareness, their excitement,
Though none of us has spoken.
We have traveled far, together and apart –
Searching, seeking, following this star.
Suddenly – almost at the same instant – we pause.
The star has paused too.
It hangs in the sky, lighting our way – to what?
Surely not a king.

A stable stands before us,
Lit by the star and by a glow from within.
Silently, we bid the camels to kneel.
Gathering our gifts, we enter, not sure of what we will find.

Amid the animal sounds of sheep and oxen,
A family is seated on the ground.
Mother, father and newborn child lift their eyes to look upon us.
There is no fright, no awe, no annoyance.
It is almost as if we are expected.
I find myself kneeling in the straw –
Heedless of my fine robes or my station.
Wordlessly, I extend the gold I bear,
Sure in my heart that here indeed is the long-awaited king.

Karen Camerino
2012

Christmas 2013: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

Dear Friends,

Sometimes expectations work out and are fully met; other times they don’t. Last January Karen had orthopedic surgery to replace her right shoulder, with the expectation the final results would be as beneficial as were those for each of her knee replacements in previous years. After surgery and months of diligent rehabilitation under therapists of Eagle’s Trace, she has had no relief from chronic pain and perhaps an even more limited range of motion. So, no, there will be no replacement of the left shoulder; she advises others not to do it either. Meanwhile, she copes well with unfulfilled expectations and has not limited her range of motion for the rest of an on-going, active retirement. Pat without any metallic parts has an easier time getting through airport security. And being of an appropriate age, neither one needs to remove shoes!

So, no, we did not give up our annual trip abroad! This fall we re-visited places we’ve seen before. In previous years we’ve cruised rivers from Amsterdam to the Black Sea, with the exception of a short piece between Vienna and Budapest. This year we filled it in. We again started in Prague and once more greatly enjoyed the sights of Old Town and Castle Hill. We went by motorcoach through the Czech Republic, with a charming stop in Krumlov, to board a Danube cruise ship docking in Vienna, Bratislava (capital of Slovakia), and Budapest, all of which we had visited before. However, we did spend a day in Salzburg, even if we weren’t able to attend a Mozart concert. In Budapest we met up with Ethan Ratliff-Crain, the grandson of Karen’s sister, Tami; he is studying mathematics for his semester abroad.

Our own grandchildren are well and active. Jordan is managing a restaurant in College Station and would like to own one there. Dillon married Carolyn this summer. After he completes his work at Lone Star Community College, he hopes to enter the Police Academy. Home-schooled Christina is thinking about her own college plans; someday Thomas might be a veterinarian. Victoria, Olivia, Damien and Joseph are enjoying the present and are not concerned about future plans, yet. Gabriel, too, is enjoying himself as the pampered youngest one. Kirby is a senior at UT-Austin and exploring future options. (So is Stephen, the guy she’s “dating.”) Kennedy, a sophomore at Texas State, has plans for a nursing career.

Ken and Tracey try to keep up with their nine kids and his home-office work (along with his being in the archdiocesan choir). Christopher and Kelly have a bit more freedom with Kirby and Kennedy out of the house, but seem to have gathered increased work with their students as replacements. Deb (Cammie) still enjoys her work with the San Antonio library system. She and Frank remain living in the “country” (Elmendorf, TX) while he teaches mathematics at Northwest Vista, a community college in San Antonio.

Karen continues offering days of prayer at Eagle’s Trace (ET) and elsewhere, when she is not involved with the Brookwood Community, a resident-campus for challenged adults. If there is a need for an ET holiday service, e.g. Thanksgiving, she is the one who plans it and contributes to its content. Sometimes she gets Pat’s participation as well, although he devotes most of his ET community efforts to coordinating an interdenominational Bible Study and adult education for Catholics. There are about 20 participants in each group and, at this age, they love to discuss and share lifetimes of “wisdom” on just about everything.

It seems we remain as involved as ever in community and with friends and relatives. We still have great expectations, many of which are fulfilled beyond anything we could have envisioned. We send you similar wishes for 2013 and 2014 – may your desires be fulfilled beyond the expectations you envision.

Oh Christmas Tree

Remember ‘real’ trees? Sure you do – the kind that smells so wonderful when you come into the house from outdoors – the pine or spruce or fir trees that we grew up with. Now most folks have artificial trees – even those of us who aren’t tree huggers – and here’s why.

  • Real trees usually look much better on the hillside or in the tree lot than they do when you get them home.
  • The trunk of any given tree doesn’t fit easily through the ring in your tree stand.
  • After forcing the tree into the stand, you discover the tree isn’t straight, so you take it back out and saw off an inch or two.
  • When you once again have the tree in the stand, you find that the knots in the trunk perfectly match up with the tightening screws in the stand, making it almost impossible to tighten the screws.
  • When you finally get the tree into the house and place it in the best spot, you discover there is a bare place in the branches, so you find a wall or corner to use instead.
  • Occasionally you find that the tree is two feet taller than your ceiling! Drat! Back to the patio you go! Where did you put that saw?
  • By this time, you know the tree still isn’t straight, so you find a book to stick under one corner of the stand to balance it out, making sure it isn’t tilted so much that the water will spill out of the container.
  • Oh yes, the water! Usually the branches are so low or the packages so high that watering the tree becomes an endless struggle. Sometimes the result is a dry tree or wet presents.
  • In Texas we have ThanksChristmas. The tree goes up as soon as the Thanksgiving turkey leftovers are brought to the kitchen. With a live tree that means a month of watering and anxiety. Sometimes the needles start to drop around December 15. Charlie Brown would love the tree by Christmas!
  • Also in Texas, the tree comes down by December 26. I haven’t seen a tree at the curb on the 25th, but I wouldn’t be surprised to see one there.

We have an artificial tree. We like our artificial tree. I know, I know, it doesn’t smell as nice.

Only God can make a ‘real’ tree, but remember – He leaves them in the forest!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

Karen
2013

Christmas 2014: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

Dear Friends,

It is good to reflect once a year on the joys and un-joys of the past twelve months. The world events of prior years have been replaced by new ones: no longer Bosnia and Y2K, but rather Crimea, Ukraine, ISIS, and Ebola! Yet the personal joys of family continue to outweigh the secular crises surrounding us. Once more, in this season’s faith, we will survive and prosper.

Our year began with an interesting event: in January, at the annual Clergy Night dinner, Pat received an award from the Archdiocese of Galveston-Houston in recognition of his devotion to vocations as a Permanent Deacon. (In February he celebrated the 30th anniversary of his ordination.) The year “ended” with another award for him: the Centennial Award from Kent State University’s College of EHHS for his career in Education, Health, and Human Services, which is presented to alumni who graduated over 50 years ago. (Two years ago the award was given to one of his Delta Upsilon fraternity brothers: Lou Holtz.) This presentation prompted us to visit KSU, Niles, Sandusky (and Pittsburgh!) in October to see friends, relatives and fall foliage.

We did not engage in any foreign travel this year … given our growing discomfort with long flights and European political concerns. Karen’s chronic pains with her shoulder joints (one of which was replaced a year ago) also add to our decreased travel schedule. The replaced knees are fine, except for security scans!

We continue to cut back our previous commitments to Christ the Good Shepherd, where Pat is “semi-retired but still active”, to the Cenacle Retreat House, where Karen is also “semi-retired but still active,” and to Eagle’s Trace where we are both “semi-retired but still active” in bible study, instruction, preaching, praying, and singing.

The next generation is not “semi-retired” but very active in the continuation of what they have been doing in previous years: Debbie as branch manager of a library in San Antonio, Frank as a math instructor in an SA community college; Ken (with United Recovery Systems) and Tracey with still-at-home Christina (in junior college), Thomas, Victoria, Olivia, Damien, Joseph (all in home-schooling) and Gabriel, the youngest. Chris continues as an assistant principle at The Woodlands’ ninth grade campus and Kelly is a math teacher at Klein Oak High School.

The latest generation is undertaking their new beginnings. Jordan, recently engaged to Samantha Gatlin, is a manager with Pioneer Grill and Saloon in College Station and continues to perform his gigs locally. Dillon is with the Harris County Public Health and Environmental Services and Carolyn is a groomer with Willow Creek Ranch in Tomball. Kirby, a recent UT-Austin graduate and a marketing coordinator with LGI Homes, will be married to Stephen Whitworth on 3/14/15 (pi day!) Kennedy is continuing her studies for pediatric nursing.

We continue to enjoy what we do and when we do it! Formal retirement is to our liking. We maintain it is much like our lives before; except now we can say “no” and not feel guilty. All we need to do is say “no” more often. Our health remains “above average;” our friends seem to offer more “organ recitals” than we do. There is little to complain about; community food may become boring at times, but we did not need to prepare it. And when we listen to winter weather reports from other parts
of the country, we believe that Houston may be as good as it can get … except for the color of the leaves in autumn.

We wish you peace, tranquility, and good health. May the spirit of this holy season be with you, once more and forever.

Celebration

What do we celebrate when we gather at Christmas?
Is it a tiny baby surrounded by parents, shepherds, creatures and kings?
Is it the opportunity to visit with family and friends?
Is it the joy of opening gifts and in giving them?
Is it the scent of pine and the sight of beautifully decorated homes?
Is it the shiver of excitement while waiting for Santa Claus?
Is it the beauty of midnight mass?
Is it the sound of Christmas carols ringing through the night air?
Is it all of these? None of these?

“And the word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.”
That is my celebration – that God loved us so much that he became one of us.
All of the other reasons to celebrate are still there.
I enjoy each one of them every year, but the Incarnation takes my breath away.
Maranatha. Come, Lord Jesus, come.
It is Christmas once again.

Karen Camerino, 2014

Thanksgiving

When I was a child, I loved these things about Thanksgiving Day:
Driving to Grandma’s – singing all the way
Stuffing myself with turkey, dressing, gravy, mashed potatoes and pie
Running up the hill and down again to the river
Seeing all of my aunts, uncles and cousins
Driving home tired and happy

I love these things about Thanksgiving Day now:
Seeing my children and grandchildren
Remembering all the years gone by
Realizing all the wonderful things God has given me
Having Pat by my side, loving me
Yes, the feast, too

I thank God every day for being relatively pain-free.
I thank God every day for the people who have loved me.
I thank God every day for my faith.
I thank God every day for my friends and wise teachers
.

Yes, in reality, every day is Thanksgiving Day.
Pilgrims and turkey are just an added bonus.

Karen Camerino, 2014

Christmas 2015: Eagle’s Trace, Houston, TX

Dear Friends,

This year we’ve been hesitant to write our annual Christmas letter. In this season of hope and thoughts of peace, we wonder if either is still available. The thoughts of many are consumed by “IS or ISIS or ISIL or Daesh” depending upon which newsprint or newsvideo you see – to say nothing of our so-called political process. And that process is still a year away from a potential conclusion … “potential conclusion” because whoever is finally nominated and elected will not be acceptable to a lot of Americans and menacing words will still be hurled. The national and international problems of migrating people, justice for all, and security for all will, no doubt, be on-going into the future, or at least until the “end times” finally arrive. Yet, we have to continue to believe that some two thousand years ago, God sent His Son into the world as our Savior. So on this hope and with the celebration of the birth of the Prince of Peace, we once more want to let you know what has happened, over the past year, to us and to those we love.

The year has been filled with magnificent, happy events for our family. There have been two marriages this year: our grand-daughter Kirby (see Chris and Kelly) married Stephen Whitworth on 3/14/15, Great Pi Day (3.1415). Pat joyfully officiated at their wedding. (They invited us to their first Thanksgiving Dinner which the bride prepared and the groom carved.)

Jordan (see Ken and Tracey) married Samantha Gatlin on August 15th, the Feast of the Assumption. [So both grooms should have an easy time remembering the dates!] Jordan now manages a restaurant in College Station: “Swamp Tails” which serves a Cajun menu to Aggies! Kirby and Stephen have begun their careers in business in The Woodlands.

A very significant event was on August 8, 2015, when Brantley Andrew was born to Dillon and Carolyn. Brantley, named for a C&W singer (not his great-uncle), is our first great grandchild. We think it’s wonderful to be great grandparents; however we cannot believe that Ken is a grandfather! Tracy is the best-looking grandmother we’ve seen!

There are still unmarried grand-kids … at least for now! … Christina and Thomas are rapidly approaching that stage; Victoria, Olivia, Damien, Joseph and Gabriel are doting aunts and uncles. We can’t omit Kennedy, who is studying nursing at UTMB … University of Texas Medical Branch in Galveston. Christopher and Kelly would now be empty nesters, except her mother, Faye, is living with them.

Deb and Frank Brantley continue to raise dogs and cats on their “farm” in Elmendorf, Tx. She’s still manages a library in the San Antonio system; he continues to teach math in a local community college.

Pat is even more “retired” than previously (at least “officially”). Nevertheless, he enjoys facilitating bible study and other adult religion classes at Eagle’s Trace. Karen has her “day of prayer” events along with “Community of Hope” interactions and choir practice at ET. She is also very involved with tour presentations at Brookwood, a local community for challenged adults. Local trips keep us involved with outside events. Foreign travel, with long flights, has been curtailed due to Karen’s continuing shoulder problems. We’re pleased we had Prague and the Danube in 2012 as our last European trip. Our videos continue to prompt happy memories of all the places visited over the last twenty years.

So in lieu of a foreign vacation this year, we bought a new Honda HRV. It’s red; Pat has lusted after a red car for many decades and finally got one! Karen seems to drive it more frequently than he does. Nothing else is new or worth reporting about.

And so we have again given you, our dear friends, whom we remember and love even if our communication with you is limited, a summary of what has happened in our personal lives during 2015. For us, it has been a “very good year,” as that singer once proclaimed. We wish that the rest of the world could have joined in. We hope, however, that you have had a most acceptable and joy-filled year. Especially in these days of ire, we offer the words of angels: “Peace on Earth to Those of Good Will.”

Build a Manger

Help me to build a manger in my heart, O God,
To hold your child this Christmas.
It need not be a fancy bed.
In truth, no bed, however rich, could deserve your son.

Help me to build a manger, simple and warm –
A bed to hold and cradle Jesus as he sleeps.
My heart is bound for Bethlehem.
A stable is what I seek –
A place to hold the manger that I bear.

Make of it a dwelling place.
I would welcome Mary and Joseph,
Shepherds and magi,
Angels and stars,
But most of all, I would welcome Jesus.

Help me to build a manger in my heart, O God,
To hold your child this Christmas.

Karen Camerino, 2015