Between homiletic references and my general willingness to talk about them in general (!), I suspect that parishioners from all of the communities I have served know that I am a cat person. I grew up in a family of cat lovers, with several underfoot at any given point in our family history. One of the lesser - although admittedly not so lesser! - sacrifices of going to seminary was not having a cat around at any given time. But as ordination drew nearer, my folks assured me that after I was ordained a priest and had space of my own, one of my ordination gifts would be helping me get a cat as soon as reasonably possibly! Happily, my first pastor - Father Tuan Nguyen of Saint Anne parish (since renamed after Pope St. John XXIII) - and my...




