With concern I must post that Fr. Longenecker, whom I have ever treated with brotherly charity in these blog entries, has once again offered me undeserved sass!
He claims that he "missed" my post about his biretta. Okay… let’s take him at his word. Sure, Father… you missed it.
Well.. just look at it!
Could it be that that is why the altar boys are grinning? They are in on it?
No… no.. Fr. Z… don’t stoop, so. Go not there! Rise now above this line of attack. Leave that sort of thing to… others.
I will let all of this go, along with my regret for the words of Fr. L, whom I have always, by the way, treated will friendly interest.
From a sense of fairness I will accept that Fr. L does from time to time use someone’s biretta.
I do wonder about his birettiquette, however. Just how does he use the biretta … but that is the stuff of another post.
But – and this nearly beyond credulity – he then simply parrots me in opining that I am trying to borrow a ferraiuolo.
It is to laugh.
Clearly that is his gig, not mine.
Father has gone to great lengths in the last few days, I think, to be able to produce this … one way or another… with the help of a kind priest, no doubt.
Dear Fr. Longenecker, whom I have always treated with utmost respect, the only problem I face is not where to obtain a ferraiuolo, but which of mine I should allow you to view and when!
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