Sunday, June 04, 2006
... that's what a cassock will do for you.
Recently I had a phone call at the parish. Someone was asking about the nice young priest who said Mass the other day. I racked my brains. We currently have two very nice priests, but I would hardly call them young—and they wouldn’t be upset at my telling you they're both closer to retirement than ordination.
I finally pinned down the caller with a date, and I knew our diocesan vicar general had that Mass. I also realized he was likely assisted by his young nephew, a seminarian (indeed, a nice young man) who often dresses in cassock and surplice for Mass when visiting his uncle.
Oh yes, the caller told me, he concelebrated with the other priest.
“He’s not a priest yet, ma’am,” I said. “He was the priest’s nephew and just assisting with the altar servers.”
