Thursday, May 5, 2016

Going to Church

It's been a sad few days. I didn't post any stories because I didn't think it would be appropriate. Yesterday my sister laid her husband to rest and I, and my siblings, were all there to show our respects. It was a Catholic funeral, celebrated with a funeral Mass at my sister's church. It has been quite a few years since I sat through a Catholic Mass and there seems to be a few changes since then. There was a lot of handshaking and overt friendliness. When I was a kid you simply showed up for Mass, then sat, stood, and kneeled at the appropriate time while the priest spoke a bunch of stuff in Latin. One new wrinkle I noticed was that during communion the priest didn't place the wafer directly into your mouth anymore. He put it in your hands and you ate it like a cracker.

On my way to the church one of my sisters called me. She was quite upset that one of our clan had been misplaced and let loose with a string of F-bombs. In the end our misplaced person was snatched up by another of my sisters and delivered to the church in time for the funeral Mass. What I found somewhat amusing was when the sister that had unloaded all those F-bombs, got in line to receive communion. Seriously, most of my sisters are quite capable of emulating my dad, and cursing like a sailor. I just found it just a little bit funny that somebody who could curse like that could also put "The body of Christ" in that dirty mouth.


  1. My sympathy on the passing of your brother in law, Alan. On another note, I love the new ALAN WORLD banner. Impressive, nice shot!!

    1. That photo was taken by our friend, Sam Padron.

  2. My condolensces to you and your family.