Way Corp group(s) I was in
12th
Where I live
Savannah, GA
Married or Single
Married
About Me
Jean Flanagan (9th Corps) and I have been married for nearly 25 years. We have one daughter, Ashley, who is 24. She lives and works in DC. We have lived in Savannah for 20 years. We have continued our spiritual journey together and are very thankful for that. Personally my focus of late has been on having an intimate relationship with God through Jesus Christ and learning how to serve those loved of God. I am less concerned with "being right" than I am with trying to do the right thing and give back. I have a three fold motto by which we raised our daughter and I try to live; follow your passion, concentrate on who you are not what you do, and give back of the gifts with which you have been blessed. I purposely have not kept up with many of the former Wayfers primarily for my mental and spiritual protection. But I think perhaps enough time has passed to connect with people for whom I still care and love and who are a part of the Body.
My Interests
Politics, reading, gardening, woodworking, writing, photography, antique collecting, entertaining.
I have stopped trying to figure out the answers and make the Bible fit. It doesn't. It's still a holy book to me, but not perfect. I want to understand more of this spiritual world in which we live and what we are to do to serve one another. My spiritual understanding has become, if it needs a moniker, more Eastern in flavor, having found much of the Westernizing of Scripture to seemingly rob of it of its earthy freshness. I endeavor to serve God with all my heart, all my phyiscal being, all of my thoughts, and all of my actions. But realizing I fall flat often. No guilt, but a quiet realization that the love of God superceeds my understanding. I have moved from being focused on my actions to be acceptable to God a accepting.
So much of my former theology seemed based on fear of being right or wrong. Now I am much more at peace knowing that I cannot control my circumstances but by God's grace I can work through it and become ever more the person he has called me to be. I am less concerned about judging another's beliefs and more concerned with accepting that there is more to God and His ability to work than I will ever fathom.
I have lost interest in the Way type of fellowship model to a great extent, but that is today and it could change. I do not want to lose what I learned because of a flawed model. But I don't want to try and recreate what I had.
Much of my life in the past 20 years has focused on serving through my talents and that is most often on the community front. It allows me opportunties to interact one on one with others.
I marvel at those of you that have been able to perservere and carve out ministries that serve others and your needs. Just please keep loving the unlovable and be open to anyone who needs and desires to be loved.
Employment or Career
After many years I went back to school and received two masters degrees, one in Public Health and the other in Health Services Administration. Currently I work on a contract basis for non profits, health care, and community organizations providing turnaround services, program development, assessments, research and white papers. Most recently I have accepted the executive director position with a struggling urban YMCA that serves a public housing area in Savannah. Great learning for this boy! (See www.westbroadstreetymc.com)
Music I Like
Wide and varied.
Books I Like
Most biographies, and historical works, especially Civil War and WWII.
Television I like
A lot I say without shame. From crime shows to realtiy shows. Especially enjoy political analysis, and feel good shows. Pretty much avoid sitcoms.
Movies I like
Mostly the old ones.
Sports Teams I like
Green Bay, Bears, and Bo Sox. Tend to be swayed more by personality of the players than the loyalty to the team.
My Email Address:
pross72284@aol.com
Comments
I would have to say that your note to me today is the best unnecessary apology I have ever received 20+ years after the offense!
= )
I am a bit shocked that a Corps coordinator once called you a faggot. I thought you just had nice sweaters.
And I love your thoughtful answer: She wasn't full of shit, she was just wrong. That's an extremely kind way of saying she WAS full of shit.
As I intimated a month and a half ago (what do you, visit this site every six weeks, like me?), I remember you as a kind overlord under severe pressure from far more overbearing taskmasters. That's probably not a bad description of most of the good people on this site.
You've aged well, judging from your picture. I would room with you any day, faggot label notwithstanding. (But could I borrow one of your sweaters?)
You'll be happy to know I no longer hang wet towels in my closet next to my clothes. Wet towels, I have learned in my emancipation from The Way, dry out just fine if you hang them on towel racks.
Towel racks are horizontal metal bars provided free in bathrooms in all American homes and apartments (though they were unknown in the dorms of Emporia in the 1980s).
Thanks, Peter, for reminding me that my problems today are pretty petty, whereas in 1983 I didn't even know where to hang a wet towel without getting in trouble!
Cheers,
Karl
We have 2 at UGA. Erin is a senior majoring in Spanish (she transfered from James Madison in VA last year) and Cait is a sophomore majoring in Public Relations and Sociology. We have not yet plastered everything we own with the super "G" or named a pet UGA, but we do love that Hope Scholarship!
What a small world, indeed!
Take care,
Robin
We are outside of Atlanta.
Robin Stewart Sanders
Give my love and regards to you wonderful wife and my WOW sister, Jean. I'll send you an email.
Sue Conness Mogan
In fact, funny story: I remember a dorm inspection once in Owens Hall, and I seem to recall that you were the inspector. There was a rule against hanging towels on the rails of our beds, so I hung mine on a hanger in my closet.
You (forgive me if it was someone else) were going through our closet when you came upon one of my towels, and you exclaimed, "This towel is WET! Hanging right up against your clothes!"
I said, "Well, we were told not to hang them on the rails of our beds, so I don't know where else I can hang a wet towel to dry."
I seem to recall that you were going to ask our overlords for more spiritual guidance on that one, since it was kind of a Catch-22: You can't hang your towel in the open to let it dry, but you can't hang wet towels in your closet.
I do remember that you weren't a jerk about it, you saw the conflict and were going to try to find a solution.
Does that ring the faintest bell with you?
Anyway, glad you're well. You might be interested in reading my book -- there's a preview at www.ex-way.com. Since you were in some of the same places at me at the same times, you might find it a happy stroll down memory lane.
Cheers,
Karl
P.S. My name back then was spelled Carl Collar. I was the third-youngest man in the 14th Corps, but I think I was the first most zealous!