The Monday Mag – May 25, 2015

In This Edition Of Our Weekly Magazine:

– A Brief History Of The Picnic
– 400 Years Of Barbecuing In America
– Memorial Day, Vintage Style

Our Favorite Quote Of The Week – “Courage is contagious. When a brave man takes a stand, the spines of others are stiffened.” – Billy Graham

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A Brief History Of The Picnic – The picnic is as American as apple pie. However, as you might imagine, it finds its origins in our European and British roots. The word picnic itself comes from the 16th century French word, “pique-nique,” which refers to a lover of good food who brought his/her own wine when dining out. Fastidious meals enjoyed in the great outdoors were a common pastime of the wealthy in the Middle Ages and up until Victorian times (1837 – 1901). This activity was generally associated with hunting as portrayed by paintings of the time. By the early 1900’s, the picnic becomes a family and community affair. Cookbooks and household management publications of the time refer to proper amounts and types of food to serve. The list includes: roasted chicken, cold roast beef, cheesecake, brandy and beer.

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400 Years Of Barbecuing In America – European explorers came across the tradition of smoking meats on open fires during voyages to the Caribbean Islands, prior to colonizing the New World in the early 1600’s. Thus the BBQ first found its way into America via New England and the East Coast States. Barbecues were originally associated with political events, the departure of soldiers to foreign territories and national holidays. The meals were generally prepared by slaves and it is they who taught their skills to others over time. Upon being freed, they started barbecue street stands that would later evolve into some of today’s most famous BBQ restaurants. Modern day food channels and competitions are believed to be having a remarkable impact on the development of the open fire cooking method. The word barbecue is derived from the Spanish word barbacoa, meaning “a frame of sticks.”

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A Sunday In The Light

“To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.” — Maya Angelou

We celebrated the life of Edith Jean, yesterday. Jack, Maryellen, their brothers, sisters, family and friends gathered on a radiant afternoon to honor their mother. We are deeply grateful to Father Yvon Royer, a long-time friend of the family, who kindly officiated in spite of his busy schedule.

No matter who we are, where we live and what we do, we all share a common thread in the experience of our connection with those who inspire our lives and values. For many of us it is a parent; for others a sibling, a friend, even a teacher. We honor these people in the way we live; in the strengths and values we take into our daily lives in memory of them; because of them. We share this because we know it touches something in everyone. In truth, you share our story every time you sit at our tables. In truth, the table is a place where we always meet heart to heart.

In these circumstances, it is often said that we come to pay our respects, and this is precisely what we did. We set the stage for music and testimony; for remembering, for humility. Here are some of the words that resonated deeply with all present.

“Where she lived, there was not one person who did not know her. She cared about children. She cared about how people lived, what they were made of and what they made of their lives… She struggled. She struggled and made sure we always had what we needed, and she expected a lot of us. She expected us to be more; to do more… In a time when I thought we had nothing, we really had everything, because we had mom. We had nothing, but mom made everything we had perfect.”

A friend of the family added, “The Foley house, Jean’s house, was full of love. It is said that a home is a place where, when you go there they have to take you in. This was the Foley home. Jean made it warm. She made it safe. She made you feel welcome.”

Steven concluded with a Damien Rice song titled, “Can’t take my eyes off of you.” The chanting voice of a son to honor his mother is the ultimate lullaby of gratitude.

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And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is…
I can’t take my eyes off of you
I can’t take my eyes off you
I can’t take my eyes off you
I can’t take my eyes…
Can’t take my mind off of you
I can’t take my mind off you
I can’t take my mind off of you…
My mind…my mind…

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