Another Gatey tradition to carry on

So many memories for me growing up are tied to Gatey.  Having the church so close to my house was probably a big part of it.  The fact that Chris and I went to the parish school probably also contributes.

When I was in third grade the boys in my class were asked if they wanted to by altar boys.  I would go to 4pm Mass and see familiar faces from my school and then hear about the boys in my class who got to leave for a hour or so to serve a funeral.  Seemed so unfair.  Chris was one of those boys.

1469820_10151836514640983_1031322374_nIn eighth grade I asked the pastor if I could help with the schedules for the altar servers and he agreed.  It was the only way to be involved.  And I liked to be in charge of things.  A few years later girls were permitted to be servers and I trained the first group including my sisters.  I continued with scheduling and training until I had the boys.  I am still very friendly with some of those kids and families!

So now Aidan is in third grade.  This past weekend he served his first Mass.  He did great!  I was so proud.  A couple of times as I watched him it was like watching Chris all those years ago.

 

World Champions

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After the Red Sox won the Division, I wrote this.  I was- along with most of the city, state and a good part of the country perhaps- hoping for the Cinderella ending.  I even expressed to anyone who would listen that the Red Sox needed to win in 6 games- at home.  And it happened.  I still get teary reading articles and columns.  Everyone’s comments echo my sentiments.

Two days later we joined with a million of our closest friends to celebrate our team and our city.  The rolling rally of duck boats stopped at the marathon finish line.  We were a few blocks away.  It was a perfect fall day.  We got in town early and had time to walk around and enjoy the day.  And we celebrated!