Father Felix’s 100th got me thinking about old-timers from my past, a sure sign that I now am one of them.

As I said, we each have one great homily in us. I remember mine. My GOAT (Greate...

Leaping in front of my car, his arms wildly waving, the young man startled me as I was about to exit the driveway onto 10th Avenue.

So, how did it come about that I was at Mount Angel Abbey (located between Portland and Salem, Oregon)  for Holy Week 2021?

Has a day gone by that the pandemic hasn’t affected your mind, mood, and behavior?

“The statue of Christopher Columbus that rests in front of the county courthouse was spray painted late Tuesday night.

Colin Kaepernick, “Kap,” first appeared on my football radar during the 2012 NFL season when he took over the San Francisco 49ers’ QB job.

The corona curve. Sunday has been my day for longer cycling ventures. On May 3rd, I rode east into Spokane Valley.

At the beginning of Holy Week (April 6) the news was “We are in for a couple of very difficult weeks,” as the peak of COVID-19 deaths in the U.S. was anticipated.

I am retreating to late February, just before coronavirus became the nation’s dominant concern.

I like cars. I’m not in the same class as my nephews, Justin and Joseph, who inherited their father’s ardor for the automobile. But cars interest me.

A few months ago, I spent a weekend with my brother, Tom, in Seattle. Nedra, his wife, had an opportunity to attend a presentation by her favorite author, Louise Penny, and get a little break — actually the only break she’s had from her daily commitment c

Tucked away on N. Evergreen Road in Spokane Valley is the Church of Saints Cyril and Methodius, which recently celebrated its 40th anniversary.

In the midst of winter, I must return to summer for part II of Mass Appeal. A highlight of my sojourn to the Midwest was a weekend at St. John’s Abbey in Collegeville, Minnesota.

Ever heard of the 1984 movie Mass Appeal? My guess is you haven’t seen it.

In this third installment of reflections on priests who have influenced my life, I cannot overlook Msgr. Hugo Pautler, who flourished from 1932 to 1988.

Anyone associated with Rev. Victor Breznikar (1915-1998) recognizes his iconic epithet and knows how it concludes.