The saint, on the surface, may be all the things the respectable man is not—a holy fool, or a man of contradiction and uncouthness. He is always “a bit much.”
A few years ago, my friend’s father died. He was happily married for 54 years to his wife and best friend, and they had six children together. He was an active parishioner at St. Robert Bellarmine parish for 42 years, serving on the parish council and Pre-Cana team. He organized their parish March for Life bus trip to Washington, D.C., with his wife, and he served as a lector…
