Joey’s dad died yesterday. If you knew him, your heart aches and you miss him; if you didn’t know him, then people you care about miss him so much that it makes you feel bad.

Margaret and I spent bits of the wedding weekend with him, and found him to be every bit the graceful, kind, generous, brilliant, loving man upon whom a guy like Joey might model himself. I’m presiding at Seabury’s Ash Wednesday mass tomorrow, where we will pray for him and remember that we all are dust, and to dust we shall return; yet even at the grave we make our song, “Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.”

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  1. They prayed for Joey’s dad at St John’s Episcopal Church, Kula (Maui). We were passing by there while on vacation and I stopped in to add his name to the prayer request.

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