Angela Merici and Holy Cross High Schools

Yesterday the 1978 graduating class of Angela Merici High School gathered at Holy Cross High School to dedicate a room the class had furnished. Holy Cross is the result of a merger between Angela Merici and Bishop David High School. I was invited and it was a great evening with the women who were students when I was at Angela Merici during the 1970s and 1980s. Those were really great years for me.

Buying T-shirts and sweatshirts from their old alma mater.
Reuniting with old friends.

Rosie’s Funeral

Mike is married to my sister Mary and his mother died last week. Rosie is her name, and although not Catholic, she had asked if I would have a funeral service for her. I was most happy to do that and this afternoon we had a gravesite service and then the family gathered at Mike and Mary’s home. We have a wonderful family and it is exactly for events like this with family that I have returned from Cambodia. Here are some photos of some of our family gathered today.

No Kings Day

We don’t have any statistics yet on the two No Kings rallies today in Louisville–and they are still going on on the West Coast, but the Frankfort Avenue rally in Louisville was a great success.

There were several thousands protesters stretched along both sides of Frankfort Avenue.
There was a lot of creativity displayed in the posters and signs and dress and costumes.
The other rally on the Belvedere on the Louisville waterfront probably had more participants but there is little traffic there. Frankfort Avenue is a small but busy thoroughfare and many, many vehicles came through the always increasing crowds and felt the spirit there.
This was the noisiest demonstration I have ever experienced. There was constant car honking with people who didn’t stop but came through prepared to show their support.
Six of us Louisville priests made a group appearance.

I walked up and down the two blocks of demonstrators and it was amazing how many people approached me and thanked us priests for being present. I was thankful THEY were present, but it obviously meant a great deal to them that some of their community leadership were present and validated their own beliefs and feelings.

California Day 7

This morning Jim McLaughlin and I went back to St. Columba Church where the St. Vincent de Paul Society organizes a weekly food distribution for needy and hungry people.

They quickly supplied me with an apron and plastic gloves and put me to work. My first task was bagging potatoes and yams and onions together.
21 volunteers sorted, cleaned, and repackaged a variety of fresh vegetables and fruits and loaves of bread and bags of rice. Food comes from a city food bank and from supermarket chains.

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These volunteers were opening packages of fruit to remove old and discolored pieces, and then repackaging them for insertion into 65 big brown paper bags that were distributed to people lined up at 11:00 AM.
Jim McLaughlin (L) and a colleague broke down the cardboard boxes for recycling. A parishioner collects the bundled boxes and sells them to a recycler to raise money for her grandson’s school expenses.
In addition to the neighborhood’s needs and hunger, there is a fear of the government’s arresting and detaining people who might be coming to the church.

California Day 6

Today was an interesting day. Jim had an appointment in the morning and Roberta goes to an exercise class for seniors on Mondays and I went with her. That was good and gave me some new ideas for exercises.

Late in the morning we three drove to Petaluma, north of Oakland, to visit Bob and Nancy McFarland whom we knew from their visits to Cambodia.

Bob is an accomplished nature and cultural photographer internationally recognized but he has decided that now is the time to conclude that phase of his life. He took us to his storehouse of photos he has been selling and offered to us any that we wished, thankful that people who appreciated his work could acquire some of it before he gives the remaining photographs away. I received some that he had taken on trips to Cambodia. They will go well in my new room with bare walls.

Then Nancy fed us a delicious lunch extended by a lot of conversation. With us was Marie Wren, former fund raiser for the Maryknoll priests and brothers. (L-R: Charlie, Marie, Bob, Roberta, Jim, and Nancy)