Today, providentially also the memorial of Saint Anthony of Padua, I join my classmates (pictured about: Father Jerry Burns, Father Bryon Dickey, Father Patrick O'Hogan (RIP, August 29, 2011), and Father Todd Strange) in celebrating seventeen (17!) years of priesthood. That number doesn't seem real to me, but - barring wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff or just the weirdest conspiracy/gaslighting effort ever - it is undeniably true! My dad tells a story about my ordination day that I only vaguely remember but 100% rings true. See, when we were growing up, there were three rules for us kids while attending Mass. (1) No talking, (2) hands folded, and (3) eyes forward. If we were misbehaving, we got a single warning: Mom or Dad would lean...



