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March 11, 2013

I was interested in Catholicism long before I chose to become Catholic. But my interest wasn't always benign. For quite a while what I was interested in was anti-Catholicism. As a teenager, I found an advertisement in the back of a magazine for a course in Catholicism from the Knights of Columbus. When the course materials arrived, I was intrigued to see that they also offered pamphlets on the Catholic Faith. I sent away for...

March 5, 2013

In his memoirs, Treasure in Clay, Bishop Fulton Sheen (1895–1979) tells of giving instructions in the Catholic Faith to a young woman. During the lesson on confession, the young woman suddenly jumped from her chair and yelled at Bishop Sheen that she would never become Catholic because of what he had told her about confession. Sheen waited for her to...

February 9, 2013

For years a friend of mine has hosted an annual Shakespeare party. It used to be held around William Shakespeare's birthday (April 23), but usually it is now held just before Lent, when the weather is more amenable to wearing heavy costumes. It also serves as a final farewell to the Christmas partying season. The party includes music and skits prepared by the guests, either from Shakespeare or evocative of his time.

This year's Shakespeare party will be tonight. It's not often that...

February 4, 2013

Once upon a time a man decided to invite all of his nearest and dearest Facebook friends to his upcoming nuptials. According to one of the friends, who later reported on the story for The New Yorker, the gentleman had been a lonely soul who sought to reconnect with his college buddies by regaling them with the fairytale romance he had conducted with a...

February 1, 2013

The same year I became Catholic, 1996, I took a trip to visit a friend in Philadelphia. We spent a week visiting the sites in Washington, D.C. One of the places I most wanted to visit was the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum, which had opened a few years previously to national acclaim.

It was a harrowing experience. We were given "passports" at the door with the life story of a victim told in succeeding pages...