"...Katlicks"

I was out wandering and ended up at my old parish Church Saint Matthews. I go there now and then. It's where Nuns smacked us for joking during service and priests told us our dogs didn't go to heaven. Mutual deal breakers. On the upside despite their deranged baggage, I learned the basics of morality. Kindness as a good idea. Also attempting forgiveness might be worth the trouble.

This being Brooklyn I've seen several ethnic groups become majorities in the congregation. Like the weather if ya don't like one crop another bunch will be by later. From Irish to Hispanic to Haitian Catholics...or 'Katlicks' as we called ourselves as kids. The 'hood ethnically is a mixed stew. Jews Blacks ethnic Whites now Asians. Indians Chinese Laotians. Like all New Yorkers we can't stand each other but we get along well enough. 

About the physical church I seen it come and go. Depending on the economies. Since COVID needed work is being done. Like I mention the Icons are all restored to bright colors. That and a few new ones. Including ...'Blessed Edith Stein' just below the choir loft. 

'Saint Edith Stein' was a German Jewish philosopher who converted to Christianity and became a Carmelite Nun. She was arrested by the Gestapo for being of Jewish heritage in August 1942. She and others of her order were sent to the Auschwitz Concentration Camp where they were among the millions of murdered there.

My old church like all sacred grounds everywhere has history. Be well be brave be kind and laugh as much as possible.