Just as deep wisdom can come ex ore infantium, it can also come similarly from those suffering from dementia in old age.
Really needing a little quiet time, I went out for a walk after supper tonight. I watched some kid go from second to third on a passed ball as I walked by the park. I stopped by the funeral home to see if there was anyone to pray for, but it was deserted. I'll be back there again, at least once.
When I got home, I received a message that one of the older friars was looking for me. Such a thing is usually a telephony or voicemail trouble, so off I went to his room. It turned out to be a concern that I "would take the Mass in the morning" because Father wasn't feeling well. I told him I would certainly take the Mass, which was true, even though Father hasn't had to worry about such things in many years.
One never knows about this one and when he and God will agree that his long pilgrimage in this life has come to an end, so before I left I asked for his blessing. What I got went something like this:
God love and may He bless you and keep just as you are, working for Him and doing a good job. May He give you what you need to be humble, because sometimes humility is a tangent for you boys who are young and strong. May God make you a good priest and may his blessing be with you forever, the Father, + the Son, and the Holy Spirit. [pat on the head]