As I prepare to leave my native place, I ramped up with a big breakfast. Hard to beat this.
Bacon = Crispy
Eggs = Easy
Bread = Wheat
The diner where I broke my fast has a counter, near the workspace. The first cooking job I had was mostly short order. I learned a lot from doing that.
Yesterday evening, at my home parish, St. Agnes in St. Paul, we had the closing of their 40 Hours Devotion, which has always been held on this Sunday.
The Church has never had other than its main altar, through for a short period there was a table that could be brought in… and was, a couple times, I think.
The great, and I mean great, Fr. George Welzbacher preached for the closing, which also involved the singing of Vespers in Gregorian Chant and a procession followed by Benediction.
It was nice to be “home”, even if for a couple hours.