Going to the Opera

I’ve never been particularly attracted to the opera.  I love music.  But the only opera that I know of resides in Chicago & it means fancy clothes.  Tuxes for the boys.   Gowns for the girls.  Either cab rides or expensive parking. Expensive jewelry.  Converse sneakers need not apply. When the local paper said that the … Continue reading Going to the Opera

Go Cubbies???

“The priest who seldom goes out of himself … misses out on the best of our people, on what can stir the depths of his priestly heart. … This is precisely the reason why some priests grow dissatisfied, lose heart and become in a sense collectors of antiquities or novelties — instead of being shepherds … Continue reading Go Cubbies???