And it came to pass in the hamlet of Algoma in the County of the Door in the state they call Wisconsin on the banks of the body of water named Michigan that on the 11th day of September 1935 a child was born under a Corn Moon to Edward and Josephine Mura, a couple of Belgian and French ancestry who did live on Steele Street with their 5 children Jerome, David, Louise, Clara and Dolores and where Edward did toil at the Vencer factory.
And there was great rejoicing (although less so by Josephine who did declare “Bloody hell, Edward, this is number 6 if you hadn’t noticed. That’s it” )and they did name the child Katherine Esther, coming from the Greek adjective καθαρός, meaning “pure” and the Old Persian ستاره setāra, meaning “star.

And the child became known as Katherine E and did prosper and grew into an attractive young woman as evidenced by her portrait of the Class of 1954 of the High School of the West in Green Bay and did partake in the Pep Club 3.4; and the Gaelic Athletic Association (should this be the meaning of the hieroglyphics “G.A.A. 3,4 (transfer)”
Whatever.

And the airline by the name of Braniff did cast its eyes at this young woman and exclaimed “Wow, what a babe” and poured her into a uniform of hot pants and jump suits by the Italian Emilio Pucci and thus did Katherine E become a Sandwich Mechanic.
And doth she not look angelic, gaze cast to the heavens?
And Katherine E proceeded to probably have a GOOD TIME as a Sandwich Mechanic (as Sandwich Mechanics do..) and did encounter a James William Neher, a fine man of the legal profession of Saint Paul in the Town of Many Apples in the State of Many Sodas and on the 17th day of February 1962 did elope with aforementioned James to Chicago.
And the airline by the name of Braniff did declare “Thou knoweth full well, Katherine E, that the State of Matrimony is JUST NOT ON and thou shalt leave our employment forthwith and become a teacher of the English Literature”.
And Katherine became verily heavy with child and in 1967 a son was born and verily again in 1970 a daughter was born and verily again in 1977 did Katherine E follow the law of the airline by the name of Braniff and became a teacher at the school by the name of St. Paul Academy-Summit where “all the men are strong, the women good-looking, and the children above average.”
And Katherine E did toil at this school for 26 years and formed generations of students into GOOD PEOPLE until June 3 2003 and tears were wept and much wailing and rending of garments and the whole sackcloth and ashes thing on her departure because Katherine E was well loved by all and especially by those to whom she introduced Country Joe and the Fish and the populace declared Katherine E to be “as cool as” .
And Katherine E did join the brother- (and sisterhood) of the City Daily Photo congregation and on May 30 in the Year of Our Lord 2006 did take up her quill and write on the papyrus that is named Visual St Paul , thus saying
“Getting Started
Perhaps I should wait for a day which is easier to remember, like June 1, 2006 but I think today is just as good a day as ever. I’m intrigued by the idea of posting one photo a day that reflects the city of St. Paul. Now I can experiment with photos and see if I can be creative. Not a bad goal!”
And did religiously be creative and experiment with photos reflecting the City of St Paul with many images of good-looking young men and houses and good-looking young men and trees and good-looking young men and flowers and good-looking young men pretty much ad infinitum and one day she did take her quill and scratch a comment on a pseudo-intellectual post from the city of Moguntiacum in the region of Germania.
“A little Blake in the morning makes an interesting beginning. Love the photo’s composition-strong image. And, thanks for the information. Wish I had known that when I visited Mainz.”
For the Scribe jb from the continent of Zealandia had also joined the brother- (and sisterhood) of the City Daily Photo congregation and twas on the 14th day of March in the Year of Our Lord 2007 at 13:31CET that the lives of Katherine E and the scribe jb became irrevocably entwined.
And the Scribe jb did ply Katherine E with images of the Chagall windows in the Church called St Stephan .
And Katherine E was pleased

(As she mostly was until she did read sloppy usage of the English language by Scribe jb and did revert to Pedantic English Marm with fearlessly vitriolic words.
And doth she go on.
Bloody hell.

And the two scribes did get to know each other well (BUT NOT IN THE BIBLICAL SENSE, you dirty-minded lot) and did enjoy each others company from that time on.
And the heavens did once open with a roar of thunder and bolts of lightning and such and a voice boomed “ What is this shit about St Katherine E. I already have one of this sort and I certainly have no need for more! Stayeth in thy bloody lane! What thinkest thou, jb thou worthless scribe?”
And the worthless (he got that right…) Scribe jb did respond “If thou can elevate a 15 year old influencer to sainthood, then I shall certainly canonise Katherine E who is a far better person than thou can imagine, mate.”
And the voice did become boomless and the heavens did close again and the people could discern muttering along the lines of “That’s what comes of not wearing thy bloody reading glasses. Scribe jb is not wrong – don’t have a Katherine E on the books yet. My bad”
And from time to time they did make plans to meet, starting with Scribe jb being approached by the Elders of his Employer to venture forth to Eagan, there to sort out some serious mischief at the abacus factory by the name of Unisys.
But every attempt was foiled by misfortune and the populace doth whisper behind their hands that talking back to the Old Bloke on the Cloud doth never end well and thus it came about that Portugal, Ireland and a cruise on the Rhine as a galley slave to the Viking Tribe did all turn to custard.
And it is deemed a tragedy of our time that The Saint and The Sinner did never encounter the one or the other in person
And be it recorded for All Time that Saint Katherine E did on this day attain the ripe old venerable age of Four Score and Ten years and the Gulagistas of the Gulag that is called Carondolet Village of St Paul did celebrate and bath her in goats milk and feed her delicacies. Especially margaritas. In great quantity.
(And if they didn’t there shall be TROUBLE of the BIGGLY SORT….)
For St Katherine E is full of The Light and a Worthier Person to be elevated to Sainthood there never was.
Here endeth the Gospel according to Saint Katherine E
Happy birthday!
Visual Saint Paul is one I never looked at! Now I must go browse.
An excellent tribute to a worthy CDP denizen.
Well done. I love both of you. V