A little introduction for new and old followers alike: First off, I’m no one special in the grand scheme of things, but I’d like to think I’m very special to my family, and I’ve designed my life off that presumption. My name is Greg, and I live with my young, growing Catholic family of 6 in northwestern RI on our homestead, where we homeschool our kids and tend to our chickens, veggies and flowers (with more additions planned in the future). I write for a Substack publication called Kinward and record a daily podcast called The Dissident Dad Show, while working on building a family business. I believe in this idea called eternalist generationalism, where responsibility doesn’t end with my lifespan or my kids’ childhoods, because it reaches upward to God and eternity, and outward into the moral, spiritual, economic, and ecological world my descendants (and my neighbors’ descendants) will have to live in. If eternity is real, then I’m obligated to build a rightly ordered micro-civilization, not just carve out a private, comfortable life. I think we’d all be a little better off if we focused on our local economies of land, people, and politics rather than getting worked up over national or global happenings. In fact, I think we’d be much happier overall. I love New England and American wouldn’t live anywhere else. I have ancestry going back to the Mayflower, so you could say I’m a Mayflower American. I’ve also fought for this country, and so have five generations of men in my family. But you wouldn’t see my kids or me going abroad to fight in any wars right now; rather, if anything, you’ll see us fighting for our own local communities and people if it came to that. I love nature and the American landscape; exploring it, being tethered to it. One of the greatest feelings is walking through the woods all day watching a bird dog run around looking for grouse and woodcock and the thrill that comes from shooting it when flushed. I think our lives would be more enriched if we conserved this natural world of ours as best as possible. Finally, I think the nihilistic mind rot of our modern age has destroyed so much beauty that used to exist in our homes, architecture, landscaping, the way we dress and treat others, our faith in a higher being, our cooking and baking and how we even present it, and even how we just think, act, and converse with ourselves and each other. We destroy nihilism through beauty. The beauty found in family, faith, nature, traditions, our communities and parishes, and having the freedom to live this way without being oppressed by any governmental entity. Thanks for following along.

might be a good time to buy some sheep

since half of X is confused about RI party pizza, a brief history- rhode island party pizza grew out of the italian bakeries established around providence over a century ago. italian immigrants brought traditions of tomato topped breads like sicilian sfincione. local bakers stretched bread dough into oiled sheet pans, covered it with seasoned red sauce, and sold it by the strip. since it was inexpensive, portable, and traditionally eaten at room temperature, it became a fixture at school lunches, birthdays, baptisms, and family gatherings across the state, including ours today. closely related traditions also took root in other italian american communities throughout the northeast- philly - italian tomato pie utica, ny - tomato pie

I could live in a perpetual October

walks behind my son and hear something jingling “Hudson, what’s the noise?” “oh those are the rocks in my pockets.” small dwarven king returning from the mines

sure, maybe our children will leave. but what kind of fathers would we be if we built our homes on the assumption that they would?

we were supposed to keep building houses like this forever and just get better at plumbing and insulation

uber but the driver just goes to your house and gets the thing you forgot

“they’ll be fine” is a miserable standard for what we put in front of children. the world we build for them should be beautiful, not merely survivable.

this video is actually from my good friend @DonaldMcKerrow at his sheep farm in upstate NY. if you look close, you’ll see the sheep in the background 😌.

a fallen tree naturally becomes campfire seating when a bunch of families from church are coming over. good developments at the forest school

wholesome posting will save the world

so this is not always the case. yesterday we had a female deliverer freak out, drop the package, and run back to the van when she saw the sheep approaching her from the other side of the fence. I ran outside yelling “it’s okay, they’re just sheep!”

a squat a day keeps the spinal surgeon away