That's how old I am today. In the Lord, anyway. Twenty-two years ago this afternoon I walked up and out of the basement of Freeman dormi...

A couple of months into my third year in Italy I have landed in my fourth--and presumably final--location. First was a month in Assisi as a ...

The latest step in trying to renew my permesso di soggiorno went so well and smoothly that it felt strange. Having filled out the forms wit...

Returning from the morning described in the previous post, I mentioned my insuccess to those of the brothers that I ran into. One of them, m...

So you realize, somewhat to your surprise, that you have been in Italy for two years. One of the effects of this is that your permesso di so...

I got caught up in the readings on the way up to Pentecost, especially Jesus' prayer at the Last Supper as it comes to us in John. ...

About five years ago, when this old blog was going strong and I was in the middle of my assignment as parochial vicar at Sacred Heart in Yon...