Friday, 7/14/17
Today we honor a native
American saint, Kateri Tekakwitha, a 24 year old vigin, who died in 1680. She
was the daughter of a Mohawk father and
an Algonguin mother.
Baptized as a teenager, she
was called Catherine, after Catherine of Siena, but with her people, the Catherine
became Kateri. She was four years old when her village was hit by a severe
epidemic of Smallpox; and that gave Kateri her other name, Tekakwith, which
meant “Bumpy Face.”
For her life threatening
resistance to marriage, Kateri has been recognized as a heroic virgin.
Let me tell a personal story.
There were two priests from a family in my home parish. Tall fellows, Andy and
Larry, brought me along in the summer of 1953 on vacation in the East. We had our pictures taken
on the steps of the Capitol, and we knocked on the door of the rectory of St.
Patrick’s in New York.
That night, heading off to reach
Buffalo by dawn, two hours after midnight we searched out Kateri’s shrine.
Let me tell you about those
brothers. Larry, newly ordained was put under a pastor who made life hell for
him. The parish secretary packed his things, and together they headed off for
Kansas City.
After finding a Catholic grade school for their kids, they took over the school, with Larry’s wife volunteering as secretary, and with Larry working very hard at keeping the school buildings in shape. Then, as a real oddity for a run-away priest, Larry won a special award from Pope Pius XII.
After finding a Catholic grade school for their kids, they took over the school, with Larry’s wife volunteering as secretary, and with Larry working very hard at keeping the school buildings in shape. Then, as a real oddity for a run-away priest, Larry won a special award from Pope Pius XII.
Father Andy volunteered for
mission work in Bolivia where he did such great work that they made him a
bishop.
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