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<\/a>D<\/span><\/b><\/span>ear Father Joseph,<\/div>\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Thanks for the opportunity to same something memorable and noteworthy about dear Fr Caldwell<\/a> \u2026\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span>it occurs to me, only now, that Fr Caldwell was a strange mix of Yosemite Sam and John the Baptist, a personality just as likely to appear \u201ccartoonish\u201d (in the sense of being fun and filled with child-like joy), as to be a fiery-prophet appearing at the top of a hill to give warning to others.\u00a0 He always reminded would-be \u201cpriests\u201d to be stewards of the Gospel, protectors of what has been passed down to them \u2026 that\u2019s what I remember from his sermon at my ordination.<\/div>\n
I decided that, in order to do that, I needed to really be in the Church.\u00a0 The Church does not deliberately run off the side of a cliff like a herd of pigs \u2026.\u00a0 That\u2019s how one knows for sure that one is not in it.\u00a0 So, I left that herd.\u00a0 Before I knew what<\/i> it was, Fr Caldwell indicated where<\/i> it was.\u00a0 Thanks to Yosemite Sam I laugh a lot more.\u00a0 Thanks to John the Baptist I heard the call. Now, we\u2019re both in the same place once again, not separated, \u201calive\u201d or \u201cdead\u201d it makes no difference. We are the same.\n
\u2014 Fr Gregory Harrigle \u00a0<\/b><\/i>\u00a0<\/p><\/div>\n