Today is also the 38th anniversary of my 29th birthday and what a day I have had.
I came over to the office around 8:30am after eating a “strucutred” breakfast to find enumerable greetings posted to my wall on Facebook. Some of you may know that I only joined Facebook because a number of my great nieces and nephews were on it and they told my sisters (their grandmothers) that I was rejecting them. Since I love them greatly, I decided to join and use it. I don’t do it very often; but I have enjoyed all the nice greetings. I shall have to write something later on the wall myself – if I can figure out how to do that. They were all very sweet but one made me and others laugh a lot. She wrote: Happy birthday, Fr. O. I knew you were powerful but an earthquake!! (In case you didn’t know, an earthquake hit Virginia around 2:20pm today and it was felt up and down the East Coast. Fortunately, no one seems to have injured but it gave a lot of peole pause! I was taking my nap and the whole room and the bed shook. As I often comment that I could sleep through the Second Coming, I think I shall revise that. It was reallly something and now I am more convinced than ever, I do not wish to live in California.
I also had many nice emails from friends all over the country. Some lovely email cards that are delightful to watch develope. And many phone calls and a chance to speak with some great friends. Sometimes, I was out of the office, and they left cute and kind messages. One of them, Mrs. Moorman from Queen of Peace sang for me. She was in the choir there and her voice is still lovely.
With the mail, came many thoughtful and in some cases funny cards and messages. I opened them all today (I am ne for putting mail aside and never getting to it BUT no more!). Then this afternoon, I got a lovely and colorful floral arrangement, that is sitting on my desk and brightening the whole room. That was from Dan and Stephanie Poje in Memphis.
I had the 11:00am Mass and offered it for my parents who gave me life and faith. After Mass, I had lunch and then took a nap. I was awaken by the violent shaking of my bed and my room. It only took a few seconds but I knew it was not a truck going by. I turned on the news and after about ten minutes, it was on every channel. There had been an earthquake in southwest Virginia that was felt up and down the coast. I mentioned that earlier but it has been the news all day.
Fr. Jim Beattie came and picked me at 6pm and we went over to St. Gabriel’s church for the wake for Fr. Pat McCaffery, who died Saturday. The funeral is tomorrow but we have a custom of having an evening Mass at the time of the wake. It is very convienent and about twenty priests were there. I have the 11:00am Mass tomorrow and wouldn’t have been able to go to his funeral. Fr. Beattie preached and he was very good. Pat was part of his gulf gang on Tuesday for the last 30 years. He was also a member of the priests’ support group that I joined when I was pastor of St. Bernard’s. He was especially kind to the poor and will be missed. He had altzeimers for the last 4 years and he is now at peace.
I am stopping in the office before I go to bed and I’m glad I did because Terry, John, and Joe called me. They had been together for supper and had wanted me to come up and join them but I couldn’t because of the wake. We always get together in the late summer for suppers to celebrate our birthdays in August, Septemeber, and October. We’ll have to do it next month.
Lord, thank you for this day so filled with happiness, memories, and family and friends. May my life and words always express my gratitude for these blessings. Amen