#Saint for the unemployed

[portraitsofsaints]

Saint Cajetan 1480-1547 Feast Day: August 7 Patronage: job seekers, the unemployed, workers, bankers, gamblers, Argentina, Italy

Saint Cajetan was born into a noble, Venetian (Italy), family. He studied law before he became a priest at 35. These were troubled times in the church with unscrupulous and uneducated priests and the start of the Protestant revolt. Instead of leaving the Church, he sought to reform it by forming a new order called the Congregation of Clerks Regular (Theatines). They established hospitals, lived in the spirit of monasticism and ministered to the poor and sick. He established a bank as an alternative to usury. (The Bank of Naples) The order made converts by their zeal and love for God and neighbor.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase here: (website)

[foursaints]

Dearest Saints,

Yesterday GOF movie was on and I conveniently tuned in just in time to see one Barty Crouch Jr tied up and bloody saying “i’ll show you mine if you show me yours” and then you lovely saints posted a lovely sleeping rk and Barty with a small key necklace. I always wear a small lock necklace, and now i’m convinced (sorry Evan) that me and Barty are in fact soulmates. As you are the authority I ask that you please send him my way, thank you.

Actually though all of the recent rk art is absolutely lovely I feel very spoiled so thank you!Your rk hcs/art are all so wonderful and it’s all so lovely, thank you very much <3!

the other day i had a moment watching doctor who where i very sincerely thought “something about the tenth doctor is so…… barty?” and i had no idea why but i was convinced i was on the cusp of a major breakthrough. because i forgot david tennant did that 😭 i love david so much that my brain physically cannot allow me to remember he was cast as bcj or i’ll start gnawing my own arm off

but yes you’ll receive him in your mailbox at your earliest convenience 🫡

[cruger2984]

THE DESCRIPTION OF SAINT CAJETAN Founder of the Theatine Fathers and Patron of Gamers Feast Day: August 7

"If you want Christ to love you and help you, you must love Him, and always make every endeavour to please Him. Do not waver in your purpose, because even if all the saints and every single creature were to abandon you, He will always be near you, no matter what your needs may be."

Are you losing your job during the pandemic? Are you always wasting your money because you're bad at banking? Are you losing some stuff due to pulling a better gacha? This priest and founder is the one who solve all of your problems. This is Cajetan, nicknamed the 'Hunter of Souls', and is well-known as the patron saint of the unemployed, bankers, and gamers.

He was born Gaetano dei Conti di Thiene, in Vicenza, Veneto, Republic of Venice (now in Italy) on October 1, 1480, and is the son of Gaspar, lord of Thiene, and Mary Porta, persons of the first rank among the nobility of the territory of Vicenza in the Veneto region. When Cajetan was two, his father died. Quiet and retiring in nature, he was predisposed to piety by his mother.

Having obtained a doctorate in law and receiving a degree as doctor utriusque juris (both civil and canon law) from the University of Padua at the age of 24, and he spent two years as a senator in his hometown. In 1506, he worked as a diplomat for Pope Julius II, with whom he helped reconcile the Republic of Venice. But he was not ordained a priest until 1516. With the death of Pope Julius II in 1513, Cajetan withdrew from the papal court. Unsatisfied by that kind of life, he pursued his vocation in Rome, where he was ordained in 1516. Recalled to Vicenza by the death of his mother he founded in 1522 a hospital for incurables there. His interests were as much or more devoted to spiritual healing than the physical kind, and he joined a confraternity in Rome called the 'Oratory of Divine Love'.

A new congregation was canonically erected by Pope Clement VII in the year 1524. One of his four companions was Giovanni Pietro Carafa, the bishop of Chieti, elected first superior of the order, who later became pope as Paul IV. From the name of the city of Chieti (Theate in Latin), arose the name by which the order is known, the 'Theatines', commonly known as the Congregation of Clerics Regular.

They were committed to teach catechism, to assist the poor, and reform the clergy. They were known as Theatines in honor of the bishop of Chieti who joined them.

The order grew at a fairly slow pace: there were only twelve Theatines during the sack of Rome in 1527, during which Cajetan was tortured by the Spanish soldiers of Charles V who had mutinied, and they managed to escape to Venice, where they opened new houses. There Cajetan met Jerome Emiliani, whom he assisted in the establishment of his Congregation of Clerks Regular (Somascan Fathers). In 1533, he founded a house in Naples. The year 1540, found him in Venice again and from there he extended his work to Verona. He founded a bank to help the poor and offer an alternative to usurers (who charged high interest rates), and it later became the Banco di Napoli.

The reason why Cajetan is the patron of gamblers is this story. His connection to gambling is obscure. Popular lore says the people would ask him for a favor, and bet him a rosary that he couldn't come through. Since he always came through, he was able to get people to pray more.

Worn out by his restless apostolate, St. Cajetan died peacefully on August 7, 1547 at the age of 66. Advised by his physician not to lie in a hardboard but on a mattress, he replied: 'My Savior died on a cross, allow me at least to die on wood.'

Cajetan is beatified by Pope Urban VIII in 1629 and canonized by Pope Clement X in 1671. The Jesuit missionary, Eusebio Kino, who in 1691, established the mission San Cayetano de Tumacácori in honor of Cajetan. It is now Tumacacori National Historical Park in Arizona.

[saint-theophania]

and i quit!!!! good riddance!!! 💗💖

[insidekaz]

Lost my job today for bullshit reasons

Just when I thought I was getting a hold of this adulting stuff too, just when I thought everything was starting to mellow out and I would be able to take it slow for a bit, reality really just had to slap me in the face like that, huh?

Let me back track a bit and start off with my usual greetings. Hello everyone, Kaz here. I'm just your local internet nobody who has big dreams but even bigger panic attacks on a daily basis. I'm the type of enby who spends most of their days working hard for someone else while fantasizing about working for myself. I have an update video I've been meaning to make, I have Twitch assets I've been meaning to finish, I have writing that I've been meaning to hop back on, and all of it has been placed on an immediate halt as of late.

(Okay Kaz, now you're just starting to sound dramatic...)

I'll cut the excess fat of the beef here. I got fired from my factory job today. "Why?" is probably what you're asking. Well, long story short, it's because of the big ol' UAW strike that's currently going on. It's affecting a lot of automotive companies, my former one included. Because of this, my last job decided to let go a lot of people, explaining it to me as an "extended lay off" until further notice, the cherry on that collapsing sundae being that I would be getting a call from H.R. sometime between the next few days to within the next two weeks on whether or not they'll be able to find a position for me. To anyone else, that sounds like a

Fantastic Extended Vacation From Work!

...but I know when to take a hint when it hits me. I admit, I may be oblivious to most things that happen around me, but this was a pretty blatant sign to file for unemployment and start job hunting. The most bullshit thing about the whole ordeal is that they decided to pull me aside and let me go a good 8 hours into my 10 hour shift, specifically doing it about five-ish minutes before my last break. I couldn't bring myself to call my partner to tell them the news, nor sit around for two hours and wait for them to come and pick me up, so I dragged my angry ass home on my own two feet, cursing that factory, the management, and the matter of the existence of the whole situation. The only curtesy they did for me was allowing me to using the front exit instead of the side exit so that no one had to basically watch me take the walk of shame.

Thus here I am, sitting at my computer, blogging my feelings away to a Tumblr blog that I'm happy no one sits down and reads. Trust me, there hasn't really been anything too interesting so far. I'm just some guy who complains about his life to anyone who's willing to listen. Even then, I still hold my complaints back. My partner was entirely understanding of the whole ordeal, so my fear of them leaving me because of this has quickly subsided, but I can't help but feel like I'm still an overall failure. I mean, sure, I didn't exactly enjoy the job, but I'd rather be doing something I hate for money than be doing nothing at all. It's currently 3 in the morning when I'm typing this. My partner is sleeping in the bedroom, so I'm probably gonna take the couch and try my best not to wake them up. Today, I rest. Tomorrow, I start job hunting. By Friday, I should either have landed a job or at least have an interview set up to start a new one. Let's just hope everything works out.

Here's what I'm listening to today. I listened to it on my way home from work, and it surprisingly lifted my spirits a bit. Still not sure what the lyrics mean, but now I have time to dissect them. I wish you all a good day, and a wish that you don't do anything stupid. If you do, at least name it after me, especially if it was stupid and cool.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"DELAY IN RELIEF WORKS PROTESTED," Montreal Star. August 4, 1933. Page 3. ---- A great deal of dissatisfaction is prevalent among the electors of St. Henri Ward with regard to relief works, Alderman Cote informed re- porters at the City Hall this morning. The electors there, he said, are growing tired of being continually promised work in a week or two, and never seeing the promises carried out.

There is an abundance of work in his ward, he said, which is urgently needed. Remedying the defects would probably give work to 1,000 men, and not more than about 25 per cent of the cost would go for material which, being mostly new piping and the like would indirectly also furnish work.

[talesfrommedinastation]

My redneck neighbor Doug's interpretations on various 'Bad Batch' characters: Side Character Edition!

I'm chuffed that everyone thinks my neighbor Doug is funny: he really is a gem. I had no idea we'd bond over Star Wars and crappy weather, but here we are.

Naturally, I had to bother him about other characters that showed up on The Bad Batch, so, here we go!

Phee Genoa: Ah-ha, that there’s Church Lady. You know her, she’s got a big square in her pocketbook and you don’t know if it’s pound cake or a brick, because the Lord saves but He can’t help you in the alley when you’re in Treme and the streetlights just turned on. She has two ex-husbands who are both preachers and they turned to Jesus because they are so scared of Church Lady in court. 

(So I guess he’s saying Phee has raw WHO DAT energy, for my Saints fans out there)

Cid: Looking at this fat lizard bitch makes me hungry. I call that one Houma-BBQ because I’m guessing we could feed a whole parish fire station based on the size of her tail. I wish she’d shut up, she reminds me of my mother-in-law. 

Cad Bane: Homeboy looks like a Sesame Street character who teaches Big Bird about concealed carry laws. I call him Gun Safety Muppet. I don’t like him because he shot my Wife and I’s Boyfriend on the other show and his robot needs to be tossed into a wood chipper. 

(“I’m not gay, but Jenny and I…well, we would make an exception to that man. You ever see ‘Deadwood’? Man is fine. I’m not GAY.”)

Fennec Shand: That’s The Chick that’s in Everything. She was on ER and Boba Fett and I think a Marvel show too? I like her. Hope she kills Gun Safety Muppet and hurls his blue ass into a dumpster. 

Howzer: That’s my niece’s boyfriend, Jorge. We all love Jorge, nice guy, owns an auto repair shop and always remembers plates and napkins for the cookouts after church.

Gregor: Jorge’s cousin, Manny. Met him once at Christmas in Miami, nice guy, only drinks brown liquor and insists everyone arm wrestle him. But he’s got a good job as a PE teacher, we respect education, come on now. 

The Martez Sisters: Aw, man, it’s Jorge’s Unemployed Sisters. I hate it when they show up for Christmas and get into fights with my momma. 

(“Doug, you know they’re not related to the clones at all, right?” “Says who?” “The PLOT?” “Eh, they’ll change it, just watch.”)

Mayday: Aw, I liked this guy so much! That’s Sassy Park Ranger, he’s the type that gives you your camping permits, warns you about the bears, and then is all disappointed when you don’t properly stow your food and the bears destroy the campsite. I need to go back to Little River Canyon, that place was pretty. 

Lt. Nolan: THAT STUPID BLOND JACKASS. (Doug was so enraged by the guy he had nothing else to add. Damn.)

Senator Chuchi: Why does this lady make me want a blue slushie? I’ll call her the Sonic Special. They need more Sonics here in the north, they really do. 

Cody: That’s Obi-Wan’s Boyfriend, he’s sad all the time. We know why. (Confirmed that Doug is a Codywan shipper and I don’t know what to do about that)

Royce Hemlock: Is that Jimmy Neutron after he grew up and became one of those guys that’s on the internet all the time writing creepy things? It’s Jimmy-the-Scientist. He looks like the type of person dogs get weird around.

Rex: That's Rex. He's a king. Respect him.

[verdemoun]

a kierthur fic i was thinking about but will never complete

low honor arthur makes kieran duffy run away at six point cabin

kieran ends up running to strawberry and getting a job as stablehand, alongside an orphaned stableboy named isaac who he grows attached to

kieran actually thinks he's going to get a life outside of a gang or the army, with strawberry so far out in the middle of nowhere there's no vdls or o'driscolls

he teaches isaac how to tame (not break) a horse, which results in isaac getting his first mount: a liver chestnut morgan colt he calls Morgan. kieran makes a joke isaac and morgan sound right together, but still misses the knowing smile on isaac's face

after blessed are the meek leaves them unemployed, they head to scarlett meadows together seeking employment

passing flatneck station, isaac sees a wanted poster for arthur morgan and asks to keep it. kieran inquires. isaac states he likes collecting arthur's bounty posters because it's fun seeing how the pinkertons imagine his dad aging after he died, and thinks it's funnier that they keep increasing the bounty

kieran pauses. as much of a paternal bond he's beginning to feel towards isaac, he decides it isn't right to keep the truth from him

he tells isaac arthur is definitely alive, and willing to help isaac find him

they end up tracking the gang from horseshoe overlook to clement's point over weeks, including a stay in valentine where they run into mary linton who isaac recognises. isaac tries to wingman kieran into flirting with mary, but he fumbles it massively.

kieran teaches isaac how to fish. isaac says he's much better teacher than arthur and successfully catches a fish

over time isaac forms a stronger bond with kieran and accidentally calls him dad

when they get to rhodes, kieran makes it clear that if the gang react with hostility, isaac should flee. isaac chickens out and says they should keep riding to saint denis and get a job at the stables instead of confronting the vdl gang. kieran insists they have to try after having come so far

they almost get shot (due to the gang having just moved, and arthur's absence: surveying the surrounding areas and taking care of nearby lemoyne raiders), but hosea recognizes isaac as arthur's isaac

brief kierabeth will they won't they with it clear isaac is trying to wingman for anyone who shows an interest in kieran

arthur finally returns. all parties are overjoyed but it's clear 1. isaac sees kieran as more of a father than arthur 2. arthur hates kieran for having replaced him 3. arthur has canon john marston parenting skills

when isaac finally pulls enough strings to parent trap mary-beth and kieran, both come out as homosexual to the others' relief. kieran is very supportive of the established tillybeth

meanwhile mary-beth joins isaac in 'let's parent trap kieran and arthur'

it seems to be backfiring until isaac insists on coming to the attack of braithwaite manor, where he is cornered and screams for dad only to both respond and end up giving each other that 'oops i think i fell in love with you' look as they comfort isaac

neither makes a move despite literally anyone with eyes being able to see it

instead of getting kidnapped at jack's party, kieran and arthur finally acknowledge they're in love and end up having sex

only to immediately start bickering because kieran can see dutch is completely unravelling and wants to leave with isaac but arthur still insists the gang is the safest place due them being outlaws and he will stop kieran taking his son if he has to

seeing dutch kill bronte was arthur's final straw though. he knew the dutch he knew was gone and he actually had something to live for more than the gang and rides off into the sunset with kieran and isaac

with no money, no plan and still being wanted men, they decide to kill two birds with one stone and capture colm o'driscoll to use as a bargaining chip. the pinkertons agree, with milton obviously loathing the idea but forced to agree by higher ups

they decide to take over hanging dog ranch because 'if you look past all the blood and bodies this would be a great place to raise horses?'

they live a peaceful domestic life, watching the vdls fall apart without arthur as a pillar of devotion and strength. everyone lives, and leaves dutch, micah and bill to their weird little murder cult. hosea ends up moving into vetter's echo because 'i'll hunt that fucking bear' and he likes the fishing. the marstons move in and learn about ranching from arthur and kieran before heading to beecher's hope.

isaac briefly becomes a bounty hunter alongside sadie only to decide he's happier at home and becomes a well adjusted adult who takes care of both his dads as they get to grow old together, which is 90% yelling at them both to stop thinking they're still able to catch wild horses and go galloping through fields

[la-pheacienne]

I am going to be a killjoy and choose violence again but I did not like the spectacle of Marie Antoinette holding her decapitated head in her arms in the olympics, at all. I don't give a shit about Marie Antoinette the person, she was a traitor in the context of a war and she would rather betray France than give away her privileges. This is what happens to traitors in that context and she absolutely had it coming. I won't shed one tear for her, sorry if that bothers people.

However. The executions of the Terror are not something to make a spectacle of, they are not something to mock. They were an inevitability, a historical necessity yes, but they are not an esthetic, nor a pop culture reference. They were inevitable, even necessary because of the revolutionary context, because it was the people of France who demanded those executions, and when I say the people of France I mean the working class, the peasants, the sans culottes, people who lived in extreme poverty and misery. This was not just a civil war, this was a class war. Centuries of class inequality, oppression, hunger, injustice, needed a release and that release was inevitable, but the factors that led to it, the structural inequality, the privilege, the injustice, they are still relevant today. Those people, the people of France, did not ask for the king and queen's head so that, two centuries later, the political and economical elites of this world can sit comfortably in the seat they paid hundreds or even thousands of euros for, and mock and have fun watching Antoinette's decapitated head in a spectacle that cost around 300 millions, the same political and economical elites that are right now funding genocides, that are right now maximising their profit off the Olympics, that are right now destroying the welfare system and impoverishing the people of France, who are unemployed, homeless, and stuck in ghettos. But it's alright I guess, because we have democracy now so these people can still watch the spectacle in their TV (if they have a TV) from their 9 square meter apartment in Sarcelles or Seine-Saint-Denis that takes 80% of their salary. If they have an apartment. They must feel really lucky they don't have a king or queen anymore and all their problems are solved. What a fine mockery. I don't think the Jacobins would be impressed with this turn of events, I don't think that's why the french revolution happened because the french revolution is not an esthetic and the social struggles that led to it are still here, very much present.

I would advise people to leave Antoinette's head alone because she's dead and has been dead for 250 years. There are a lot of heads that are far too comfortable in their class privilege, right now, in 2024.

[bunny--manders]

Every bit of new information we get about these losers in canon makes it even funnier that they of all people are the guys who gave Igor the worst PTSD of his entire miserable life. Every supervillain in Saint Petersburg wishes they could traumatize Igor Grom half as bad as a couple of unemployed teachers who didn't even know him or have any particular preexisting beef with him.

[herejusttosufferalong]

ok I know people are really going on about this church A danced at but people really don’t seem to understand contract work. If she signed with evolve to be in the group of flamanco dancers as it appears from their posts. She probably has no choice where she goes and what she wears for that matter. If she breaks contract there repercussions other probably both monetarily and in reputation. We speculated that she’s probably also struggling to get gigs so being known as a contract breaker wouldn’t be good either. I think there are plenty of things to side eye her about but this one seems to be a reach. Everyone wants her to work but then she does and it’s side eye with no real thought to the situation. People make it seem like professional dancer means you work for Taylor or Beyonce when a lot more pros are doing the work A is. She has never been that high profile in that world as the news article portray or the fandom thinks.

yeah, i'm tired of hearing about the church

who tf cares...

everyone is acting like a fuckin saint about it but they would probably be right alongside her cosplaying as some lettuce if they were unemployed

[seat-safety-switch]

Friends, have you heard of a guy with some crazy ideas, hung out with prostitutes, sacrificed himself to save us? His name is Soichiro Honda. Do you have a minute to speak about his miracles?

Once, a long time ago, there were no cars. And then there were cars, and they were terrible. So Soichiro, he built motorcycles. Those motorcycles were pretty good. He spoke of die-cast engines, and the unbelievers unbelieved. He trained the poor and unemployed to make those dies, and they did. Soichiro looked upon his race motorcycles, and he saw that they were good.

The betrayers in the government, though, they wouldn’t let Soichiro Honda make a car. There were enough cars already, even though they were terrible. He kept the faith, defeated the government through the power of popular protest, and then there were cars. Soichiro looked upon the mid-engined, chain-drive pickup trucks, and he saw that they, too, were good.

Once, there was a young man with a dream. That dream was the Honda Civic. Soichiro Honda, although perfect, was not generous. He did not believe in the young man’s dream. He would not waste money on this ridiculous dream of a water-cooled engine, knowing that water was pure and too good to be wasted on any internal combustion less than the greatest available. The young man persisted. The Honda Civic was invented. Soichiro Honda knew that it would be good, and it was.

Perhaps you have heard of the greatest of all Honda works, the S2000? It is said that for a saint to exist, he or she must do a great work after their death. This, then, is Saint Honda’s greatest work. A monument to his vision, and his eternal forgiveness for humanity, even after many sinners have rejected him in favour of the traitor Toyota. Praise be to the VTEC, and may we leave you with some literature, a magazine we call Sport Compact Car?

[tacticalhimbo]

SCRUTINIZED DETAILS — LUNA’S GUEST ROOM / OFFICE

Whoops! I forgot I still had things to post for this ^^;

Anyway, this room is interesting because it's not really clear what it is. As far as I know, it was likely the old location of her desk/workspace, but after Sarah's death and the beginning investigation into the Blueblood Killer, Luna chose to utilize the wall space in the living room.

Still, there's some interesting finds in here! Transcriptions for any relevant material (e.g., awards and the small bulletin board) below the cut!

-> IMAGE 4: CERTIFICATE / AWARD

Certificate of Achievement

In recognition of brave and dedicated service and commitment to our community n the occasion of your being presented with the Police Officer of the Year Award by the Exchange Club of Yonkers.

-> IMAGE 6: BULLETIN BOARD

FBI WANTED POSTER

WANTED BY THE FBI

SERIAL MURDER - DOMESTIC TERRORISM

[Sketch]

BLUEBLOOD KILLER

DESCRIPTION

Age is guesstimated at mid-thirties. Sex is male. Height between 5'11" to 6'. Weight between 150 to 180 pounds. Build is athletic and compact. Hair color is unknown (length and color covered by a dark-colored beanie hat). Eye color is unknown. Complexion is light but could be darker. Race described as white. Nationality is unknown. Occupation is unknown (could be unemployed or ex-law enforcement). Scar and marks were not noted. Remarks from witnesses describe an odd gait, wide shoulders, possibly left-handed, large eyes, and above-average ability to [???] urban enivornments. Last seen wearing a black beanie hat, dark lower face mask, black hooded sweatshirts, and black slacks.

CRIMINAL RECORD

Unknown. Wanted for the murder or 12 police officers, 2 criminal prosecutors, and 1 criminal analyst.

HIDDEN ARTICLE (BENEATH WANTED POSTER)

Steetly chapel is 850 years old

The ancient Chapel of Steetly All Saints is 850 years old this year — and to mark the occasion there will be an open air service in the Chapel garden a week on Sunday at 3:15.

The singing will be led by Whitwell Colliery Welfare Prize Band and the preacher will be the Right Rev. T. R. Parfitt. Assistant Bishop of Derby.

The [???] [???] shows that Steetly was held shortly after the [???] Survey [???] by Gley de Briton, by whom it was probably built. It is one of the most complete and beautiful specimens of [???] work on a small scale that can be [???] with anywhere, though there is a similar chapel at [???] Quevilly, near [???], France. The south doorway has three receding semi-circular arches and shafts richly ornamented.

The exterior of the [???] east end is also [???]. The [???] is supported by five round-edged plaster buttresses connected by a broad [???] [???] {???], delicately carved with interlacing foliage and above this unique [???] are three small round-beaded windows.

The Chancel arch is one of particular beauty. It is ornamented with triple [???] of mouldings. The [???] on the north side are carved with a representation of St. George and the Dragon.

The arch into the [???] is surrounded by the [???] moulding and the [???] are carved with foliage.

Four well-moulded ribs, or [???], with the [???] design, support the vaulted roof and at their junction [???] [???] oval medallion carved with the Agnus Dei (Lamb of God).

The capitals of the shafts from which the ribs spacing are also carved, one representing the temptation of Adam and Eve.

Behind the altar is a stone which formerly lay outside the south door and is believed to have marked the grave of Lawrence de [???], a clergy-man who was inducted to Steetly a year before the Black Death in [???]. Its rich carving includes a [???], a chalice and a hand stretched out as if giving a benediction.

The Chapel fell into ruins at the [???] during the reign of Henry VIII.

A visitor to Steetly in 1698 wrote: "In a green meadow [???] a [???] well-built [???] all arch-roofed [???] and [???]. The [???] that covered the same is all [???] away so that the weather begins to pierce through [???] [???] to [???] [???] decaying."

When [???] George Edward Mason became a [???] of Whitwell in 1874, Steetly Chapel was in a sorry state.

The roofless, doorless ruin had an interior overgrown with [???] and [???] and was a shelter for sheep and cattle and, it is said, was used as a cockpit in the days when cock-fighting was the sport of residents in the surrounding villages of Whitwell, [???], [???], and Steetley.

He could mourn its former beauty, and felt that it could be restored.

A year prior to his coming to Whitwell, the Chapel had been visited by members of the British Archeological Society, who also could see what a masterpiece it had been.

One deeply interested was the Victorian Prime Minister, William Gladstone.

[???] Mason secured the services of Mr. J. L. Pearson, one of England's most famous [???] architects. It was he who restored the ruin to its present beauty.

The diminutive Chapel is 58 feet in length and is divided into three parts — a [???], a [???], and an [???]. The [???] is 16 feet wide and the [???] 14 feet. Under the eaves outside are hideous gargoyles.

The restored Chapel was [???] on 2nd November [???] by the Bishop of [???]. As it was the day after All Saints' Day, it was named Steeley All Saints. The original Chapel was dedicated to Our Lady and St. [???]

— [???] P. Gallagher.

POLICE APPEAL FOR CLUES IN 1985 MURDER

By Thom Gross

Of the Post-Dispatch Staff

Vinita Park police are appealing to the public for clues in the unsolved murder of Linda Sue Sherman in 1985.

All leads have been exhausted, Lt. Michael Webb said, "But we have reason to believe that there are members of the public who may know something about it."

Sherman was reported missing April 24, 1985, by her husband, Donald Sherman, of the 8300 block of Monroe Avenue. She was 27 and the mother of a 9-year-old daughter. Two days later, her yellow '71 Volkswagen was found in a short-term parking lot at Lambert Field, absent any sign of struggle.

Further investigation led police to suspect that she was the victim of foul play, Webb said.

In 1990, a skull was found in Bridgeton, and it was turned over to the St. Louis County medical examiner's office. Vinita Park police learned of the skull in September 1991 and matched it with Sherman's dental records.

No other remains were recovered.

People with any clues about the case are asked to call Webb or Vinita Park Police Chief Robert J. Hartz at 428-7373. Webb said any information would be kept in strict confidence.

THE LAST LETTERS OF A KILLER

[This article is impossible to read, with some supplemental material only just legible. As such, transcription was not an option.]

SUICIDE OF M62 KILLER

[This article is impossible to read, with some supplemental material only just legible. As such, transcription was not an option.]

-> BOOKS IN THE ROOM

There are numerous books in the room, and are as follows.

On the chair — Tactical Crime Analysis: Research and Investigation (First Edition) by Derek J. Paulsen, Sean Bair, & Dan Helms. Official description is as follows:

Research has shown that the majority of crimes are committed by persistent or serial offenders, with as little as seven percent of offenders accounting for approximately 60 percent of all crimes. By focusing police efforts on these prolific offenders and learning to identify, analyze, and resolve the crimes they commit, the law enforcement community can protect and defend the public much more effectively. Tactical Crime Analysis: Research and Investigation provides a comprehensive discussion on both the theoretical and practical aspects of crime series analysis, making it a critical resource for those engaged in crime prevention and investigation.

On the table — Two unlabeled books, and Spy Secrets That Can Save Your Life: A Former CIA Officer Reveals Safety and Survival Techniques to Keep You and Your Family Protected by Jason Hanson. Official description is as follows:

The New York Times bestseller that reveals the safety, security, and survival techniques that 99% of Americans don’t know—but should

When Jason Hanson joined the CIA in 2003, he never imagined that the same tactics he used as a CIA officer for counter intelligence, surveillance, and protecting agency personnel would prove to be essential in every day civilian life.

In addition to escaping handcuffs, picking locks, and spotting when someone is telling a lie, he can improvise a self-defense weapon, pack a perfect emergency kit, and disappear off the grid if necessary. He has also honed his “positive awareness”—a heightened sense of his surroundings that allows him to spot suspicious and potentially dangerous behavior—on the street, in a taxi, at the airport, when dining out, or in any other situation.

In his engaging and empowering book Spy Secrets That Can Save Your Life, Jason shares this know-how with readers, revealing how to:

• prevent home invasions, carjackings, muggings, and other violent crimes • run counter-surveillance and avoid becoming a soft target • recognize common scams at home and abroad • become a human lie detector in any setting, including business negotiations • gain peace of mind by being prepared for anything instead of uninformed or afraid

With the skill of a trained operative and the relatability of a suburban dad, Jason Hanson brings his top-level training to everyday Americans in this must-have guide to staying safe in an increasingly dangerous world.

Then there are the... emblems? On the wall, which are just various stock badges with no real significance. And the photo of Sarah, which can be seen here:

This is just a stock photo which can be found here, created by someone who seems to have a niche for criminal justice stock photography.

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every gay friend group has the former child actor experiencing the very real symptoms of being a former child actor, a man in love with something that has been dead longer than he has lived, a girl on a white whale style quest to never be vulnerable again, a man shaking like a chihuahua in his doc martens, an unemployed mfer serving cunt at 11 am on a thursday, a guy who unironically wears cargo pants, two people with a wildly ambiguous bert and ernie vibe, and a they/them carrying their severed head around like a cephalophore saint

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St. Cajetan 1480-1547 Feast Day: August 7 Patronage: job seekers, the unemployed, workers, bankers, gamblers, Argentina, Italy

Saint Cajetan was born into a noble, Venetian (Italy), family. He studied law before he became a priest at 35. These were troubled times in the church with unscrupulous and uneducated priests and the start of the Protestant revolt. Instead of leaving the Church, he sought to reform it by forming a new order called the Congregation of Clerks Regular (Theatines). They established hospitals, lived in the spirit of monasticism and ministered to the poor and sick. He established a bank as an alternative to usury. (The Bank of Naples) The order made converts by their zeal and love for God and neighbor.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase here: (website)

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Glorious Saint Joseph,

pattern of all who are devoted to toil,

obtain for me the grace to toil in the spirit of penance,

in order thereby to atone for my many sins;

to toil conscientiously,  

putting devotion to duty before my own inclinations;

to labour with thankfulness and joy,

deeming it an honour to employ and to develop,

by my labour, the gifts that I have received from Almighty God;  

to work with order, peace, moderation, and patience,

without ever shrinking from weariness and difficulties;

to work above all with a pure intention

and with detachment from self,  

having always before my eyes the hour of death

and the accounting which I must then render of time ill-spent,

of talents unemployed, of good undone,

and of my empty pride in success,

which is so fatal to the work of God.  

All for Jesus, all through Mary,

all in imitation of thee, O Patriarch Joseph!

This shall be my motto in life and in death.

Amen.