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<\/p>\nDue to a bunch of scheduling thingies, it looked for a while like Jan was going to have to go to St. Pius up the street while I would have to go to Blessed Sacrament alone.<\/p>\n
But at the last minute, we figured out we could both go to St. Pius, which really meant a lot to me. Jan wore a lovely summer dress and her adorable purple hat, all fitting on a beautiful summer day. Mass was good (duh!) and the homily was simple and good, as was the liturgy. I like St. Pius a lot. Good, uncomplicated liturgy. Plain ordinary Catholics from every color, culture, and stripe. Exactly the way an ordinary parish should be. I go there for daily Mass most days and sometimes turn up there for prayer nights. There\u2019s a sweet spirit about the place that I assume is the Holy Spirit and a lot of angelic presence. You just sit there on prayer nights and let the peace soak in. No culture war BS. Just ordinary folk trying to stumble along and be good Catholics. I love it.<\/p>\n
Anyway, once Mass was over I dropped Jan home (she had a lunch date with a pal and they were visiting the art museum in Edmonds\u2013a perfect thing to do on a Sunday). I had to pop down to Blessed Sacrament down in the U District for a Knights of Columbus meeting.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m not much of a joiner, but a couple of years ago, it seemed good to the Holy Spirit and to me to join the Knights so I could help out with pancake breakfasts and Oktoberfests and parish shindigs and get to know some of the guys. So I did. The Super Duper Secret Initiation Ceremonies cracked me up. It hails from the 19th century when Secret Societies were all the rage\u2013and virtually all of them were virulently anti-Catholic. So the Fr. McGivney, the founder, cooked up a Catholic one and found a way to make it help Italians (the Mexican drug dealers and rapists of Good White Trumpian American imagination of the time)\u2026<\/p>\n
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\u2026feel welcome and a part of the American experiment. \u00a0That\u2019s why it\u2019s called the Knights of *Columbus*. \u00a0Hey look! \u00a0An Italian discovered America! \u00a0You Italian immigrants are part of the American story! \u00a0Don\u2019t pay any attention to the White Protestant bigots with the weird hair trying to scapegoat you! (This was before American Catholics had stupidly decided to side with white Protestant bigots against fellow Catholics based on skin color as those under the spell of quislings like Sean Hannity do now.)<\/p>\n
So they got the Knights going with all the secret handshakes and \u201cWHO SEEKS ENTRY?\u201d ritual and \u201cYou must swear never to reveal what transpires here (unless, you know, you are under oath and there\u2019s some good reason and besides, all we are asking is that you be a good Catholic and say this Rosary so no biggie)\u201d stuff. \u00a0I loved it. \u00a0It cracked me up. \u00a0The next day, I walked up to my Grand Knight, shook his hand and whispered in his ear, \u201cHail Hydra!\u201d<\/p>\n
So in our dark conspiratorial way, we meet once a month to plan for stuff like parish picnics. \u00a0That we did, looking forward to October and a talk on the origins of Halloween followed by a Trunk Or Treat hooptidoo in our parking lot and the sale of chocolates called (wait for it) Indulgences as a fund raiser.<\/p>\n
Tee, as they say, hee.<\/p>\n
Then I went home and Luke brought Lucy the Cuteness over. \u00a0The plan was a trip to the zoo for Grandpa and his girl Lucy while Luke caught up on some stuff he needed to do. \u00a0Lucy did not know about the zoo trip till I broke the news and her eyes lit up with glee. \u00a0She is a huge animal lover and will become the world\u2019s first professional gymnast zoologist (as she proved by instantly turning several cartwheels).<\/p>\n
So we headed off to the zoo for what I assumed would be about a two hour tour but which wound up lasting four hours. \u00a0Lucy could have easily gone to till sundown, being powered by cotton candy. \u00a0She was still turning cartwheels by trip\u2019s end while her on-the downhill-slope-toward-60 grandfather was eagerly seeking the way back to the car. \u00a0But it was glorious fun all the same. \u00a0We saw zebras, tigers, springboks, hippos, lions, kangaroos, grizzly bears, penguins, otters, and many other critters. \u00a0And we fed budgies off little sticks full of seeds and one of them landed on Lucy\u2019s hand, which was the huge thrill of the day.<\/p>\n
When we got home, cousin Kyle from New Orleans was there with Cow and Pete and Jan. \u00a0So we got to hang with him for a while and eat burgers out on the back patio in the westering sun. \u00a0We swapped hilarious stories and cracked each other up while Lucy had fun getting shpritzed by the hose.<\/p>\n
That night, I conked out and slept like a rock. \u00a0A wonderful gift of a Sunday. \u00a0Thanks be to God through our Lord Jesus Christ.<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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