Already Tuesday of Holy Week, and I'm not sure what sort of posting schedule I will observe. You can call this my "checking in" for the present, with no promise of what may come. Except the annual feast of the Resurrection, and the Resurrection Himself. Meanwhile the responsibilities of my week lie ahead, including the discharge of funeral rites for a fine parishioner, Robert P. Focht. The circumstances and aftermath of his death are treated in our Reading Eagle:
A runner's life, lost on the road
Pray for his wife and family, and for all who in any sense consider themselves survivors of Bob.