Tribute to Connie, on the occasion of her 50th birthday

What can I say about my lovely wife, my sweetheart? Well, lots. Connie has brought joy to my life ever since the moment we met. It was not love at first sight, but we did have an instant connection through my sister and her uncle and aunt having been schoolmates years earlier at the same college where Connie and I met. Connie and I sat across the dining hall table from each other for an entire week to kick off the school year, and wouldn't you know it, she fell for the guy beside me. However, she later came to her senses with the realization of who Mr. Right really was.

It is neat that Connie and I became friends before we became romantically infatuated with each other. It was the summer after we met that we first exchanged letters, and something just clicked between us. Later on that autumn we had our first date, and I realized then that there was a real magic in the way I felt about this girl.

After working through some hurdles, we became engaged and I really credit God with bringing us together after a period of not seeing each other. When I announced our engagement to my mother, I was told: “Well, Marvin, she really thinks the world of you.” That really sums up Connie's devotion to others.

It was a hoot attending university with my sweetheart. I was so proud of her when she received her first scholarship while I had to be content with ordinary grades. It was also interesting running about campus with this beautiful little woman who looked so young. I remember one of our schoolmates, on my introducing her to Connie, asked if she was my daughter. Through the years of our marriage, I'm sure there have been other times when people wondered a little bit. I have always been okay with that and with Connie outshining me in the classes we took together. In fact, I was fortunate to have her help in my trying to understand the subject matter.

I am grateful for Connie's gift to me of our three precious girls. I appreciate the great job she did in raising these kids while I was so busy with farming and law school. Once I finished my heavy studies, I tried to make up for lost time with my kids by spending every non-working moment with them that I could, but kind of forgot to spend more time with my sweetheart. Despite some problems that resulted, we survived in our marriage and as the kids got older, Connie plunged into her education once again.

I am so proud of her accomplishments in obtaining her education degree and her success in teaching. When her teaching contract ran out, Connie did not dismay, but spent a couple of years finishing her honours in English and nailed down scholarships and funding to pay her own way through her Master's program. Then somehow she talked me into following her to live in a foreign land (sorry, Albertans), and here we are.

When comparing notes on our roles in our respective marriages one time, my brother remarked to me that the women we married would definitely be faithful to these two farmboys. I do appreciate Connie's faithfulness to me. Apart from the occasional Roberto Alomar or Pierce Brosnan lapse, Connie has been a faithful partner and friend. In recent years we went through some troubled waters, but Connie was always faithful and committed enough to me to try to make it work. I love her, admire her and respect her for that.

Now that we are off in La La Land, away from the distractions of kids and kitties, Connie and I have watched our relationship boom again, as each looks out for the other and as we can spend some quality time together. I appreciate all the years that I have been fortunate to spend with Connie. It has been neat to watch her grow and mature as a person. It was an adjustment for her, the eldest of four siblings, to marry the baby of another family, but she has handled it well. It was neat for me, too, how Connie kind of doubled as the little sister that I never had. She also introduced me to a whole new set of younger siblings and terrific parents-in-law that I have been able to enjoy all these years.

What can I say about this amazing person? Connie, I love you and cherish you. You are my best friend. You are always there when I need you. With all my recent disability experiences, you never once suggested that I was lazy or told me to get off my worthless butt (except maybe in jest, or when you thought about the actual net worth of my butt).

You have been a wonderful wife and companion all these years. Thank you for all the socks you have folded, all the delicious meals you have fed me (even some of the interesting earlier ones), for every time when you listened to my problems and concerns and helped me through a situation.

I treasure you. You are so special that, in the words of Billy Talent, “I would have given my life for you.” I will try not to cry, but I want to relate the words of an old song to you:

You are so beautiful... to me

You are so beautiful... to me

Can't you see

You're everything I hoped for

You're everything I need

You are so beautiful... to me

I love you, sweetheart. Thank you for loving me and sharing your life with me.

- Marv

PS: I am looking forward to one day in the future when I can call you "Dr. Connie"

Christmas Eve Dinner Menu

Kudos to my culinary kid, the Nutrition College student, for preparing a fabulous dinner for her family on Christmas Eve. The four course menu was, as follows:

Spinach and persimmon salad with lemon-honey vinaigrette dressing (delicious!)

Sweet potato soup, with the lovely thick broth ladled over portions of light sour cream and cranberry jelly (awesome!)

Homemade ricotta-filled ravioli with mushroom cream sauce (superb, and quite filling)

Mint chocolate tofu cheesecake with whipped topping as an absolutely deadly dessert

Pomegranate and blueberry juice spiked with diet 7-Up as our delightful beverage

The only problem with the feast was that all the other partakers made me wait an extra hour for dessert, as they were "full" from the first three courses. Understandable, but oh so unfair. Actually, I survived somehow and the anticipation only enhanced my taste buds.

Now, who said vegetarian cuisine was boring?

Monday, December 25, 2006

Itinerary, or "Tracking the dude through Paris and Africa"

Hello; thanks for visiting my blog. Thanks for your interest in my trip to Niger (and possibly for your interest in my pointless occasional NFL ramblings).

Here we go: Leave Saskatoon Boxing Day at 11:40; get to Paris via Toronto at 8:15 AM December 27. Follow fellow team members past le Tour Eiffel, l'Arc de Triomphe, l'avenu des Champs-Elysees, Notre-Dame et Musee de Louvre, for two days while we adjust to the time zone 8 hours ahead of CST.

Leave Paris at 11:10 AM December 29 and arrive at Niamey, capitol of Niger, at 4:40 that same day. The next day we travel 5 hours east to Madaoua with the Schmidt family. On New Year's Eve we visit a local church and assist with singing and Sunday School. We then travel to the nearby Galmi mission hospital where we help stage at New Year's party for 40 staff and their families.

On New Year's Day, there will be no College Bowl games in Niger, but we do get to visit the Centre for Malnourished Children where we will distribute gift packages, including knitted hats and wraps. We will also start our first soccer camp with help from Peace Corps volunteers.

On January 2 we hold a day camp for 100 local children. Activities include songs, games, drama and crafts and a story told by local teachers. The second soccer camp follows later in the afternoon. We will distribute gift bags from Emmanuel Baptist Church kids, including stickers, gum, crayons and note pads.

The next couple of days we will spend with the Schmidt family in and around Madaoua. They will show us around the community and district where they live. We will be able to enjoy the sand cliffs, giraffe sitting photo ops and camel rides.

On Friday January 5 we return to Niamey. The next day we set up for the Spiritual Life Conference where we will be arranging teaching sessions and group activities for children of SIM workers who are attending sessions at the conference.

From Sunday to Wednesday we teach and encourage the approximately 65 children (ages ranging from preschool to teens) from 8:00 AM to 12:30 and again from 3:30 to 6:00 and the teens from 7 to 9 each evening. Our sessions include worship, drama, stories, crafts, games and workshops in art, drama and music. Special thanks to my sweetheart, Mrs. L, for helping me to fine tune my craft ideas.

On January 11 we clean up, pack and debrief. The next day we do some sightseeing in Niamey. At midnight on Friday we depart on our flight to Paris, and connect with Air Canada for Toronto. The team is scheduled to arrive back in Saskatoon at midnight on Saturday January 13, after a long layover in Toronto.

There it is; stay tuned for more. Thank you for your support and please keep praying for us.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Move over, Golden Boy

It finally happened. No, not someone breaking the NFL record for touchdowns in single season. That record was only a year old. Yes, the scoring record that was exceeded this past Sunday evening was for most points in a single season. It has stood since 1960. 1960? Wow, that's 46 years! I really can't believe that no one else has come close to breaking Paul Hornung's scoring record of 176 points.

In the years and decades after the 1960 season, even with the advent of the now omnipresent soccer style kicker (thank you, Pete Gogolak and Charlie Gogolak for pioneering this kicking style in the NFL and AFL [and for helping to bring about the merger]), no kicker had come any closer than 12 points to the Golden Boy's record. The only season that came closer was last year when the previous single season touchdown record was set.

Likely the reason for the scoring record lasting so long was that Hornung combined scoring touchdowns with his kicking prowess. In 1960 he scored 15 touchdowns, kicked 15 field goals and added 41 extra points (sadly, no rouges are included in this total). No other player since has had the multiple skills of kicking, running and pass receiving (with the possible exception of George Blanda who combined kicking and quarterbacking duties for my beloved Oakland Raiders in the late 60s and early 70s, more than 10 years after he "retired" from the NFL).

Hornung's record is even more remarkable as it was achieved in only 14 games, not the current 16-game seasons that began in the 70s. The new record this season is equally impressive as it came in the first 14 games. Hats off to you, LT.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go ...

The morning after my arriving back in Saskatoon, and during a blizzard, our team packs many bags destined for Niger. Lap top computers, food supplies, crafts, mosquito tents, soccer balls, soccer jerseys, games and french books are crammed into 12 large duffel bags and then weighed to ensure staying within the 44 pound limit.

The packing session is followed by a pizza supper for the team members and their significant others. It was (and is) so neat to have people praying for us. It will be tough to say good-bye to family members on Boxing Day, but the two and a half weeks will likely go fast for everyone.

I am greatly moved by yet several additional generous donations on my behalf. I was also blessed to receive the benefit of other surplus donations to this missions trip. I remember talking to our leader in late August about financial support for our venture and we concluded that God would supply our needs. Thank you to God and thank you to each of you beautiful people who have sacrificed in your own financial situation to help me with this missions trip. I know God will bless you.

Only a week from now!

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Losing Lamar

I was greatly saddened last night to learn of the death of Lamar Hunt. Why grieve over the passing of a billionaire? Because Lamar was more than a rich man; he was a visionary. When, at the age of 26, he could not get the NFL to allow him to acquire an NFL expansion franchise, he started his own football league, the AFL. His foresight was uncanny. His AFL creation was not of the fly-by-night variety such as baseball's Federal League, football's AAFC, WFL and USFL, basketball's ABA and hockey's WHA. His new league was built to last. Rather than going bust after a few years, the creation of the AFL changed sports history in a way not seen since the creation of baseball's American League just after the turn of the 19th century.

Lamar was also instrumental in bringing about the historic merger of the NFL and AFL to stop the pricey bidding war that threatened to collapse both leagues. The result of all this, among other factors, was the ascendancy of professional football as the most popular sport in America. We can thank Lamar Hunt for bringing about not only the successful big business of the NFL, but also the great excitement of following NFL football. One of my joys in following the NFL is to hearken back to the history of the early days of the AFL and the following merger to piece together in my mind the development of our present game, in all its sheer exciting action.

With the advent of the NFL in 1920, the establishment of the fledgling AFL forty years later and our present superb game carrying on just over 40 years later, Hunt's involvement in the somewhat historical symmetry (again, in my mind) of the development of the world's greatest sport, is intriguing. We football fanatics owe a huge debt of gratitude to Lamar Hunt. Not only did he shake the foundations of the new national pastime, but he also helped name the greatest sports spectacle, the Super Bowl, after his young daughter remarked that the ball she was bouncing off the roof of their house was a "super ball".

Lamar, we will miss you, but your legacy lives on and your outstanding contribution will be remembered by me every time I watch exciting AFC action. Thank you for helping make all of us football heads' lives even more enjoyable.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

A Fortnight To Go

I can't believe the date of departure for Niger is coming in two weeks. My team is busy making final travel arrangements, packing, preparing lessons for teaching SIM workers' kids in Niamey and making early Christmas plans with their respective families. Connie and I will be traveling from Calgary to Saskatoon on December 15. I will help the rest of the team that Saturday with packing duffel bags full of French books, maps in French, personal items like toothbrushes, toys and other items for the Schmidt family to use in their ministry in Madaoua. I am anticipating being with my family at our daughters' suite in Saskatoon for Christmas and being driven to the airport early on Boxing Day. Thank you all for your generous support for me for this trip and for praying for me. I am excited about being used by God to help others on this trip to Africa.

Saturday, December 9, 2006