Three years
As of tomorrow, July 1, 2025, I begin my fourth year at St. Cletus in LaGrange, IL. In the 24th year of my priestly ministry, I can barely fathom the person I've grown into. I guess taking on being configured to Jesus Christ has a real effect. In 2001, as well as the 5 years prior to that, I could have never seen my life ever having with lost my best friend, Charles Watkins, to a cancer 24 years after we became friends. Yet, as much as I couldn't see it, it happened. Three years after he died, I can still see his face in his hospital bed for the last time he looked at me with his loving eyes. It's an image I truly don't want to forget, but it is very difficult. Still, I have a new support system. I hardly every hear from my friend in the Evansville, Indiana diocese. My classmate who has been a rock in the past is much busier these days. It seems like we just have different priorities. Along with Charles, those thre...