My brother would have been proud:
In the Catholic Church, after Communion and all the "housekeeping rituals" are complete (washing the chalices and eating the remaining Hosts), the Priest stands and lifts his arms and (kinda) chants "Let Us Praaaay." Well, my brother always muttered "ooootay" (in a kinda chant) under his breath in response. On the day of his burial, the three front rows of pews on both sides of the aisle was all family, so when the Priest said "Let Us Praaaay" we all quietly chanted "ooootay" in unison. The whole congregation seated behind us paused for a split second and then broke up laughing. Even the Priest had to stop and share why we had done that and was laughing himself. I could almost see my brother give us all a "thumbs up" and flash that shit-eating grin of his.
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