Thursday, March 18, 10:00, via Zoom!

                                  LETTER TO THE EDITOR OF THE WAUKESHA FREEMAN

             (written by Ken Germanson after discussion on 1-10-21; published 1-14-21)




 Current or past CLS members who have died in the past year or so:

Theresa Levenhagen  (January 4, 1927 - January 21, 2021)

Theresa (wearing glasses) with Pat Memmel. Both were founding members of CLS.


Linda Hansen  (November 9, 1948 - October 30, 2020)

Linda with Marilyn at the 2018 CLS Anniversary Picnic

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Patty Downham (October 9, 1942 - September 7, 2020)

Bill and Patty at a liturgy at Rita and Gus’s home, 2013

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Bob Glumm (September 3, 1926 - August 8, 2020)

The CLS Softfall Team - Bob is in the middle, just below the upraised glass!


Alice Foley (September 24, 1939 - June 26, 2020)

Alice with Kate and Gail at the Plowshare Gala in 2014

Plowshare Center Gala

Isidro Isy’ Villa  (September 4, 1931 - April 28, 2020)

Isy provided the piñata for many CLS picnics!



Marilyn Schmidt  (January 29, 1938 – December 12. 2019)

CLS Choir Director in the 1980s (in gray sweater & slacks)



Kathie Chandler (October 5, 1942 - December 24, 2019)

Celebrating with CLS at the 40th Anniversary Event (2011)

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Gus Wendt  (March 1, 1941 – December 27, 2019)

With Rita at their beautiful home (2014)

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With the comfort and joy of fond memories

we extend our heartfelt condolences to family and friends.


As of the middle of March 2020 Waukesha Community in-person events                                       have all been cancelled because of the COVID-19 Pandemic!!  

Below are a few pertinent poems and reflections sent in by CLS members:


by Lynn Ungar 3-11-20  

(sent by Katherine Zakutansky, Kate Jolin, and Katharyn Kominiarek)


What if you thought of it

as the Jews consider the Sabbath—

the most sacred of times?

Cease from travel.

Cease from buying and selling.

Give up, just for now,

on trying to make the world

different than it is.

Sing. Pray. Touch only those

to whom you commit your life.

Center down.


And when your body has become still,

reach out with your heart.

Know that we are connected

in ways that are terrifying and beautiful.

(You could hardly deny it now.)

Know that our lives

are in one another’s hands.

(Surely, that has come clear.)

Do not reach out your hands.

Reach out your heart.

Reach out your words.

Reach out all the tendrils

of compassion that move, invisibly,

where we cannot touch.


Promise this world your love–

for better or for worse,

in sickness and in health,

so long as we all shall live.


Solidarity Prayer for a Pandemic

by Cameron Bellm  (sent by Katharyn Kominiarek)


May we who are merely inconvenienced remember those whose lives are at stake. 

May we who have no risk factors remember those most vulnerable.

May we who have the luxury of working from home remember those who must choose between preserving their health or making their rent. 

May we who have the flexibility to care for our children when their schools close remember those who have no options.

May we who have to cancel our trips remember those that have no place to go.

May we who are losing our margin money in the tumult of the economic market remember those who have no margin at all.

May we who settle in for a quarantine at home remember those who have no home.

During this time when we cannot physically wrap our arms around each other,

let us yet find ways to be the loving embrace of God to our neighbors.




By Laura Kelly Fanucci (sent by Joanne Riordan)

When this is over,

May we never again take for granted

A handshake with a stranger

Full shelves at the store

Conversations with neighbors

A crowded theater

Friday night out

The taste of communion

A routine checkup

The school rush each morning

The stadium roaring

Each deep breath

A boring Tuesday

Life itself.

When this ends,

May we find

That we have become

More like the people

We wanted to be

We were called to be

We hoped to be

And may we stay that way –

Better for each other

Because of the worst.


© Bonnie Birk 2012