Monthly Archives: November 2025

Looking back at the 1969 Worldcon

Seeing Larry Niven at Windycon 51 reminded me that back in 1969 I went to the World Science Fiction Convention for that year, St. Louiscon. It was my first Worldcon and only my second SF con. I went with friends from the University of Chicago Science Fiction Club, which I had discovered the year before. Some of us put together a costume presentation for the masquerade, in which we won the prize for best group costume. For this effort we dressed up as characters from Randall Garrett’s novel Too Many Magicians. The novel does not say much about how the characters were dressed, so someone in our group (I am sorry to say I have forgotten who) suggested an 18th century look and help us pull it off.

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A church in Operation Midway Blitz

Mia and I left Windycon before 9AM on the morning of November 9. As we now regularly do, we went to St. Luke’s Episcopal Church in Evanston, where we had been members from 1977 to 1997. I immediately saw that the church was very full for the Twenty-second Sunday after Pentecost. The worship was as lovely as ever.

But things have changed

Rang Gaeilge, 28ú lá na Mí Dheireadh Fómhair 2025

Dúil
Desire

  • Bhí naíonán fireann ag imirt le gligín ar an mbrat urláir, in aice le cathaoir ina raibh a mháthair suite agus í ag léamh leabhair. Chuir sé scairt mheidhreach as féin, gach uile uair a chuala sé an torann binn a tháinig as an deis tar éis a craite. Ansin thit an gligín as a lámha. Tugadh scathamh beag ar siúl é, trasna an urláir, ag sciorradh agus ag iompó. Thit an naíonán ar a bholg nuair a shin sé é féin amach roimhe, le breith ar an rud beag gleoite.

    A baby boy was playing with a little bell/rattle on the carpet, next to a chair where his mother was sitting and reading a book. He made a merry shout every time he heard the sweet noise that came from the right[deis??? hand] after its shaking. Then the bell fell from his hands. It was given a little while to walk, across the floor, slipping and turning. The baby fell onto his stomach as he reached out to grab the pretty little thing.

    Dúil desire, expectation, hope; element (of creation), created thing, creature f
    naíonán infant m
    fireann Male; Manly, virile; Real, thorough
    gligín Little bell, tinkler, rattle(r); Tinkle; Rattle-brained person n
    scairt Shout; call, summons; … f
    meidhreach Mirthful, merry, gay; frisky, sportive
    torann noise m
    binn weet, melodious
    deis Right hand; right-hand side; Suitable, convenient, position;
    facility; Proper condition
    f
    croite shaken
    scaitheamh Space of time, while, spell m
    sciorradh Slip, slide, skid m
    iompó = iompú Turning, turn
    gleoite Neat, pretty; lovely, charming, delightful

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