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The Runaway Monk

 

Runaway monk, Josh Brands 2 (1)

A memorial service was held for Joshua Brands on a cold, drizzly Friday morning in late November. Julie Breeding, Ken Eberhart, and I drove from Louisville to Bardstown, past the mottled sycamores along Cox’s Creek, and across the rolling countryside speckled with green cedars.

Josh, a talented archivist, artist and gardener, was once a Trappist monk at the nearby Abbey of Gethsemani.

Josh’s little garden-in-exile, in Bardstown, not far from Gethsemani, was tucked around his putty-colored craftsman-style bungalow. The red gate, covered with a bare, sinewy wisteria vine, welcomed us on his memorial day. A few annual blue salvias and a stray white verbena were still in bloom, dodging winter just around the corner. The oak leaf hydrangeas had lingering red-purple fall foliage. The Runaway Monk had style. Good God, did he have style.

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Josh had developed a good eye for unusual plants, too. There were two unfamiliar upright evergreen hollies planted on opposite corners of the front of his house. I took a few photos and cuttings to help with identification. I asked plantsman (and landscape architect) John Swintosky to take a look. John is the current President of the American Holly Society. He passed clues around to a few other holly devotees. When the votes were tallied (well, three votes), it was decided, with some probability, that the male holly was Ilex colchica; the red-berried female was Ilex ciliospinosa.

I was enchanted with Josh’s hollies. I often go soft for plants that might have sentimental value. So, when I got home, I stuck cuttings in quart pots and placed them in a sunny window of our cool garage. There’s a slim chance that they’ll root from hardwood cuttings, but it was worth a shot. I sowed the berries, too. The seedlings could produce progeny with characteristics similar to Josh’s two holly species.

Ilex ciliospinosa

Ilex ciliospinosa

I first met Josh when I tagged along with Julie on a visit to the Abbey in mid-May, 1998. She was going down to arrange a few photographs for Dianne Aprile’s book project: The Abbey of Gethsemani: Place of Peace and Paradox (150 Years in the Life of America’s Oldest Trappist Monastery). Julie was the talented graphic artist, and Ken Eberhart’s Merrick Printing published the book. Julie is an excellent gardener, too. She becomes nearly giddy when she spots a new flower.

His Holiness The Dalai Lama with Brother Joshua Brands at Gethsemani in 1996

His Holiness The Dalai Lama with Brother Joshua Brands at Gethsemani in 1996

Josh, at the time, was Gethsemani’s archivist and the abbey’s third superior.  He conceived the book idea that would commemorate Gethsemani’s 150th anniversary. And he served as the Abbey’s liaison for the book’s publication.

We met at Thomas Merton’s former hermitage—a simple, block building, painted white, set back in the woods a few hundred yards from the monastery. Josh put together a spread with sandwiches and cold beer. (Merton would have enjoyed the picnic. It was common courtesy to take along some beer and whiskey, if you were going to visit the world’s most renowned Trappist.)

A year later, Josh moved to his own retreat. Josh was a vital piece of the Abbey’s day-to-day business operations. The move to separate quarters, apart from health reasons, was a privilege rarely granted.

Josh invited Julie and me to help plant a little garden at the studio that originally had been designed by the artist-monk, Brother Lavrans. Josh lived in the simple living quarters on one side. The other half was intended to be Lavran’s art studio, though Lavrans never lived there. Between the studio and residence was a bare, cloistered courtyard, about 15 square feet.

A year later a new Abbot was appointed to lead the Abbey. Father Damien started making changes. Josh’s business role required that he travel periodically to Louisville. He made the rounds. And he loved Porcini’s. The Frankfort Avenue restaurant stocked Grey Goose vodka; it made doing business so much more festive.

By this point, Josh was no longer regularly going to church. Some of this had to do with poor health.  Certain monks saw it otherwise. They started fussing about Josh.

Father Damien put his foot down. The Abbot stripped Josh of his archival responsibilities and duties as cellarer. Josh was told he was being demoted to the kitchen, but he would not stand for that. He left Gethsemani and his new garden.

I didn’t hear from Josh again until he “friended” me on Facebook last summer. We messaged one another, and this was when I learned that Josh’s health had deteriorated.

Julie Breeding, however, had kept in touch with him over the years. The Runaway Monk got a severance package from Gethsemani. He tried culinary school but cooking professionally didn’t suit him. He left Kentucky and returned briefly to his native New Jersey and worked in the family’s jewelry business before returning to Bardstown. He eventually got a job again as the county’s archivist.

Josh began his new garden and started weaving and selling coiled sweetgrass baskets, a craft that was brought by slaves from West Africa to the South Carolina low country in the late 17th Century. (Julie Breeding designed the logo and tag.)  Sewing baskets with lemongrass, seagrass, bulrush, and the needles from long leaf pine was said to be, “a gift from God.”

Josh Brands and Mary Ellen Moore in the Nelson County, Kentucky Courthouse Photo Courtesy of The Kentucky Standard

Josh Brands and Mary Ellen Moore in the Nelson County, Kentucky Courthouse
Photo Courtesy of The Kentucky Standard

Bardstown’s Basilica of St. Joseph Proto-Cathedral was the first Catholic cathedral west of the Alleghenies. One hundred and fifty people showed up for Josh’s memorial mass. The Nelson County Clerk’s office was closed so that Josh’s colleagues could attend. His workers adored his joy and humor.

Following hymns, readings, and a homily, the priest welcomed Catholic parishioners to come forward for the Holy Eucharist. Julie, a self-described heathen, asked me, a card-carrying Episcopalian, if it was all right to take the Catholic Eucharist before the Altare Privilegiatum (The Privileged Altar). “Sure, come on.” When we arrived, Julie was unsure of the two-step sacrament. When she received the wafer, she asked, “Which way do I go for the wine?” The priest caught us! “You’re not Catholic?” We were turned away at the Privileged Altar.

Good Heavens!

Posted by on February 12, 2014 at 7:37 am, in the category Real Gardens, Unusually Clever People.
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11 Responses to “The Runaway Monk”

  1. Susan says:

    How sad that such a lovely and accomplished man was treated so shabbily by his own. And even sadder that you, his friends, were turned away from the altar simply because you weren’t Catholic. Organized religion is why we can’t have nice things. I gave up on it years ago.

  2. Allen Bush says:

    Susan, Josh’s memorial service was lovely. The Bardstown, Kentucky church is beautiful. The hymns were joyful and the priest gave a good homily. I can easily imagine Josh, looking at Julie Breeding and me from heaven above, while we trotted to the altar. He would have been laughing uproariously.

  3. Your portrait of Josh resonates, Allen: thanks for conveying a glimmer of a connoisseur of the spirit and the world. It’s true that organized anything usually binds the free spirited with time.

    You may have been denied the wafer, but you’ve honored the man it was intended for more than the church he so faithfully served. People like Josh transcend their institutions, and like your piece, remind us that it’s the quiddity of the human soul that we should really treasure.

  4. Ann Bowe says:

    I enjoyed this lovely piece so much, every word of it. Made me wish I had known this Josh Brands. Thank you for telling us about it, it warmed my heart.

  5. Susan says:

    Allen, I’m glad to hear that your being busted would have given Josh enjoyment. In my opinion, that’s one of the best ways you could have honored him. He was lucky to have friends like you and Julie, and you two were equally blessed to have his friendship. He was evidently a rare gem.

  6. Dan Matsandrugs says:

    Great article .Enjoyed the note about a severance package from the Monks. The garden must a very special place for all.

  7. Dittony says:

    My first visit to this blog. I enjoyed this glimpse of Josh. As another card carrying Episcopalian I forget that the Catholic church does not welcome everyone to the lord’s supper as we do.
    Thank you for giving Josh a good chuckle! and sharing the joy of a garden. I hope your holly grows.

  8. Patrick says:

    I’m sorry for the loss of your friend. I don’t think mocking the Catholic religion is a good way to honor him. I would hope you can see that holy communion is a sacrament for us and an expression of the mystical unity of the members of the church. Your religion has a different approach. Bully for you. Get over your self-righteous snobbery.

  9. Ivette Soler Ivette Soler says:

    This was a beautiful piece, thank you Alan. But I have to stand with Patrick on this issue – Holy Communion is a sacrament of the Catholic Church reserved for those who have been baptized and confirmed. For a non-Catholic to take communion, no matter how well intentioned, and no matter that they do so to honor a friend, would be deeply disrespectful. Sometimes people do take communion to “prank” a parish, and I find that sad. Surely we can respect that which is sacred to others, if only just to be a good guest in a house of worship.

    • Allen Bush says:

      Thanks, Ivette. I know the Catholic Eucharist is a blessing reserved for Catholics — mostly. But not always. I think Josh would have welcomed us at the altar. I’m not going to rat-out miscreants but some Catholic priests have and will continue, on occasion, to offer the sacrament to non-Catholics. And there is a rumor (unconfirmed) that Pope Francis might have done the same.

      • Ellen W. says:

        My understanding is that Episcopalians share the same belief in transubstantiation as Roman Catholics and so can take the Eucharist at a Catholic mass without any reservation. And beyond that I was always told that if a person approached the Eucharist prayerfully – and I would say that honoring the spirit of a departed friend counts- it is far, far worse to make a scene about it during Mass!

        Anyway, what I wanted to say was that Josh sounds like a lovely person and I wish there were more pictures of the gardens he loved.

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