Saturday, November 24, 2012


Here's the lyrics:  (The rector's name is Monsignor James Cecchio)
My wife and I lived all alone,
In a little log hut we call our own,
We had a kid and named him Jim,
I tell you what we fed him:

Pum pum pum, pumpkin pie,
Pum pum pum pum pumkin pie,
Pum pum pum, pumpkin pie,
Pum pum pum pum pumkin pie.

So all the folks from Camden town,
Did not want to see Jim frown,
They went and bought him a big book,
And it was filled with Canon law.

He was sent a way from home,
But could find no pie in Rome.
Then he swore to God and man,
I can bring them pie I can.

When he went walking to the Ange,
Jim was eating an orange.
It made him almost want to cry,
Because it was not pumkin pie.

Four years passed, got ordained,
Just one reason to complain,
All the pasta Jim could buy,
None of it was pumkin pie.

Came back to NAC as faculty,
A monsignor now was he,
Still no pie, still no fun,
Jim's life's work was still not done.

Finally he solved this thing,
That is why we stand and sing,
When thanksgiving day arrives,
Jim gives us all pumpkin pie!

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Kateri Canonization

Here's some footage from the canonization of St. Kateri Tekakwitha:  I'm not so good with the camera, and the text is hard to read, and there are typos, but in spite of that, it does capture the rite of canonization, which, by the way, is one of the most basic forms of the pope making an infallible statement.