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If this writing is close to publication, these first lines will have been so altered that they won’t be here anymore. If you are reading this now, it may be for one of the following reasons: 

1. You have volunteered to help. 

2. You have requested an explanation of what is meant by the “First Church of Basketball” 

3. You have found a copy that was misplaced 

4. My family is sorting through my old writings because my funeral has occurred. 

5. You have been invited to participate in a writing project that needs feedback from children. 

6. {insert other apologies here later…} 

Child discovers hoard of old notes

Photo removed: 9 stacks on the old table

Ed.note: (maybe) Move the next section up, ahead of everything. Voice of the narration is shifted to a grandchild discovering a grandfather’s old basketball notes, similar to the following,

“When my mom was in High School, she and a friend photocopied the notes and instructions of several different basketball coaches. Significant statements were clipped out and pasted to a large paper poster. Each significant thought on playing basketball was placed near similar ideas by each of the other coaches. The plan was to rewrite the known teachings into one grand plan for use as the curriculum for a school of basketball. The posters were a checklist so that nothing significant would be overlooked.”

After introducing the mom’s project, the child mentions how her grandfather’s notes are to follow, pretty much intact. Never published; put aside. 

Photo removed: two old posters

1CB.3 My First Experience with basketball

My basketball experience began when I was 11 years old. A friend of mine lived on a dairy farm. He asked several of the fifth grade boys to help harvest his father’s hay. There was an unspoken secret that none of us wanted to share. The bales were just about too heavy, but nobody let on that it was very hard work. Nobody complained, mostly because our host, a small boy by physical measures, worked harder than any of us. He had older brothers who knew how to motivate us without breaking our spirit. He had a little brother and sister and several little nephews running around to remind us that we were not little. The whole effort was neatly packaged around the need to get that hay in before it rained.

My friend’s mom was one of the best cooks in the universe. We would be well fed, early in the morning, at lunch and again for supper. Then after dark, the farm boys would play cards up in the hayloft for hours. The city boys would usually fall asleep early. ( I can still remember showing off my newly acquired biceps to my cousins in Minneapolis later that summer). At least once a day there would be a recreational break after lunch. The real farm boys could hardly wait for lunch to end. There was a rush to get out by the back of the barn where their dad had mounted a basketball backboard. At first I stood by and watched. Their self-imposed frenzy to take so many shots in such a hurry startled me at first. Gradually, all the boys were coaxed into this activity much in the same manner as the work that . . .

Picture: The farm where George Waldvogel taught me how to play basketball against his Dad’s barn.



In all that I say in this book I submit to what our Mother the Holy Roman Church held in the time of St. John of the Cross. (16th century)

If there should be anything contrary to that it will be due to my not understanding the matter.

The Catechism of the Catholic Church   (LatinCatechismus Catholicae Ecclesiae; commonly called the Catechism or the CCC) is a catechism promulgated for the Catholic Church by Pope John Paul II in 1992.[2][3] It sums up, in book form, the beliefs of the Catholic faithful. downloaded July 20,2020

This book is about teaching children how to play basketball, coaxed into this activity much in the same manner as the work that John the Baptist did on the banks of the Jordan River. . .

A few differences: We are using the game of basketball to spread out the areas of Christian doctrine in an organized pattern.

Bla, bla, bla! {ed. note: xxx}

Hello Individual Visitor

My approach to this blogging site is to learn how it works while using it. To that end, I do not expect many comments in these early weeks. Most of the potential comments will be from persons that have been sent by me anyway. They may comment about their own anxiety or ignorance. I hope I made it clear to them that this is an experimental place; anyone can contribute.