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Nov. 12 at 10:24pm
The suicide of Brittany Maynard, may she rest in peace, and her efforts to persuade others to follow suit, have brought on a lot of conversation about “death with dignity.”
Everybody has an opinion. But we'll get nowhere until we back up and address the question, “What do we even mean by dignity?”
Here are two common meanings that most people seem to have in mind (even if they're not pressed to articulate them).
Jul. 22 at 10:27am
Alice von Hildebrand is with us for the summer, as usual. She is busy putting the finishing touches on the story of her years of teaching at Hunter City College of New York, soon to be published under the title, Memoirs of a Happy Failure. The manuscript includes several photographs. One in particular stood out.
It's not just that I haven't seen many pictures of her and her husband together; it's that the gesture is so exceptionally eloquent and moving.
A few days after I noticed this, she fowarded to me a copy of the conversion story of one of her former students, Stephanie Block.* Here is part of it.
One semester turned into another and fascinated, I took every course Alice Jourdain …
Jul. 17, 2013, at 1:47pm
Dietrich and Alice von Hildebrand were married on July 16th, 1959.
In honor of the occasion, I interviewed her yesterday evening here at our summer home in New Hampshire.
PS: "Gogi" and "Gogo" were von Hildebrand's nicknames.
PPS: Sorry about the barking dog early in! Happily, it only lasts only a few minutes.
Jun. 17, 2013, at 1:43pm
Alice von HIldebrand began visiting and speaking at Franciscan University when I was a junior there, in 1986. Her wise and witty words, uttered in that inimitable voice, spoke to my spirit at an unfamiliar depth and with a soul-unifying power. Up till then, my experience had been that intellectual things were sometimes interesting, but they didn't touch my heart. They didn't really rouse me; they didn't reach my self. And emotional things, while absorbing in their drama and immediacy, lacked substance; they seemed rather unreliable and immature—dead-endish. Looking back, I see I was sort of stuck.
By her witness, the dilemma was resolved. The kind of truth that came to me through her …continue reading
Jul. 20, 2012, at 4:57pm
The other evening Jules and I found ourselves with some unexpected free time. We asked Alice von Hildebrand if she could tell us about her beloved Plato, so we could record it for members. We gave her 20 minutes to prepare. Making his view of education her theme, she was on such a great roll that I ran for my cell phone to capture at least a few minutes on video. The audio of the rest of part 1 is available to members. Part 2 coming someday soon!
The blue volume beside her is a book of Péguy's poetry. She's also re-reading Newman's Oxford University Sermons.
Apr. 5, 2012, at 9:47am
Jules recorded these very personal and moving remarks on a recent visit. Good food for Holy Week reflection.
Mar. 12, 2012, at 1:38pm
Saturday morning, over breakfast, Alice von Hildebrand began telling me things she had meant to mention the evening before in her lecture on the role of the heart in human life, but hadn't. Thinking others might like to hear what she was saying, I started recoring. I captured two nuggets I thought especially worth sharing.
The first is on sentimentality as a perversion of the heart, and on Jean-Jacques Rousseau as a perfect example of it: click here to listen
The second, a bit longer than the first, is a beautiful philosophical and scriptural reflection on the meaning of nakedness: click here to listen
Another point came up in our conversation, which I didn't record, but want to add …continue reading
Oct. 6, 2010, at 1:00pm
I’ve gathered many gems from the rich vein of Alice von Hildebrand’s “apostolate of being” over the years of our friendship. Among them is her way of looking for and rejoicing in “bonds” between her and those she loves, and delighting when she finds them. “That’s another bond between us!” is a characteristic phrase of hers.
The fact that they were both born and raised in Europe is a bond between her and my husband. If she suddenly remembers a Flemish word learned in childhood more than 75 years ago, she’ll find a way of bringing it into the conversation—as a way of both exhibiting and deepening this particular bond between them. If I mention my regret over my …