Our hearts are full of love for many. Sometimes we don't even realize that we do until we lose them, never to see them again or hear their voice or have them present in our lives in any way.
Thus became the case yesterday when I learned of the instantaneous death of one of our parish priests. He was killed while riding his bicycle. He loved riding his bike. He was a humorous older, bald little man.
What we liked about him was his easy-going manner. He always told us a joke before Mass, just to make sure we started out with a grin or a grimace of a really "sad" (funny) joke. He liked to tease about his shiny head and how he could almost strike you blind if the lighting was just right.
But, more importantly than those things, was his ability to come across as just a regular guy who happened to love the Lord beyond measure. He wanted to spread the word of his genuine love and that we had the ability to be more than we thought of ourselves simply because God loves us.
I carried him in my heart and didn't even know it. I cried like a baby when I heard of his passing, and yet I know without a doubt that he is up there, up there with the one he admired and loved the most. He would be telling us that, I know.
He taught us well and will be remembered.
Yes, I carried you in my heart...Godspeed and Rest in Peace Father Vic!
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| Fr. Vic Capriolo |
Great tribute Soc!
ReplyDeleteDear Kim, Thanks dear heart.
ReplyDeleteI will miss Fr. Vic. He sure was one of a kind!
And, on another note, I was not totally surprised to hear that Hedy was leaving the district, but for Alaska!!! Wowser!
He looks like he would have been fun to know.
ReplyDeleteDear Jim, He was a very warm hearted and funny soul. :)
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