I haven't blogged lately but when I read this story I had wanted to blog about it:

Love Thy Neighbor and all that:

a Bayville couple had to go to village court over complaints about the noise their girls make while playing in their pool. Now, the court has since dismissed the charges and an argument could be made that the parents should instruct the girls to respect their neighbors and watch how much noise they make. (After the charge was dismissed the parents were quoted as saying they would.) But when I read the original article in Newsday last week about the complaint, I was stuck by this comment:

"This is it for me," said Kostakis, whose wife, Angie, is listed as one of the complainants on the summons. "I don't work 12 hours a day to come home and listen to this -- -- ." (emphasiss mine)

The question I asked when I read that was: Why exactly DO you work 12 hours a day? It must not be to support a large family as this article on the story mentions that the Kostakis' have no children. Is it so you could live in Bayville on the water?

A local priest, Msgr. Batule wrote of some of John Paul the Great's writings on work here. Some quotes:

"Pope John Paul II makes clear, however, that the proper subject of work continues to be man"

"Work is a good thing for man-a good thing for his humanity-because through work man not only transforms nature, adapting it to his own needs, but he also achieves fulfillment as a human being and indeed, in a sense, becomes more of a human being"