Altar boy buddy & myself , now he has joined the KNIGHTS-OF-COLUMBUS [hate group KAMALA HARRIS SAID] I hope god forgives him .~~~~~~I was a 12 year old altar boy who served early mass for the Sisters at Holy Family Church, the Chapel at Nazareth College and the small chapel at the Mother House. Since only one altar boy served the early masses I was awakened by Sister Christa at 5:00 am. I got up, dressed and made the long dark walk alone down the corridors through the library in the church basement. It was too dark to find a light switch and I didn't feel like looking for it. I would proceed through the library to the old trunk room in the sacristy basement. There were trunks stacked up on the shelves. The shadows in the darkness made my heart beat faster. I walked slowly until I saw the outline of the door to the sacristy stairway. I opened it with a sigh of relief and in my mind I said let there be light -- and there was. I would go up stairs and get my cassock and surplus and get ready for mass.
On occasion one altar boy would serve an early mass at the College Chapel, another altar boy at Holy Family. We would usually pass each other in the corridor or sacristy. One time when I was going and he was coming back from early mass at the college, he waited in the trunk room for me to pass and jumped out with a roar scaring the hell out of me. He laughed and took off for the dorm at Barbour Hall. I checked the schedule daily until I was scheduled for the early mass at the College and he was scheduled for the Sisters' mass at Holy Family. After mass was over at the college I made a point to get to the sacristy soon as I could to hang up my cassock and surplus and get down to the dark trunk room for pay back. I didn't have to wait long when I heard foot steps on the stairs. The door to the trunk room opened and I jumped out with a roar. To my surprise it was Father Lyons who stopped immediately with a startled sigh, ahhh. He saw it was just an altar boy playing a joke. He said,"You scared me you -- you, you fathead!" I expected him to say something else considering I probably pushed his heart to the limit. I said I'm sorry, Father, I thought you were someone else. I thought I'd leave quickly. It was dark and I didn't think he got a good look at me. On the way back to the dorm I wondered about punishment. Will I be excommunicated or just barred from serving mass.
Two days of wondering went by when sister had us all in a group and explained what had happened, did not mention any names and plainly told us no more foolery or horseplay. Later in the week Father Lyons was having lunch with us and came up to me laughing and said, "You scared me!" Well now I felt like a fathead. I said, "I'm sorry,Father, I thought you were the other altar boy." It was a Boys from Barbour Hall Lesson. ~~~~~~~~Makes you want to punch-out evil CATHOLIC SCHOOL BOYS.
On occasion one altar boy would serve an early mass at the College Chapel, another altar boy at Holy Family. We would usually pass each other in the corridor or sacristy. One time when I was going and he was coming back from early mass at the college, he waited in the trunk room for me to pass and jumped out with a roar scaring the hell out of me. He laughed and took off for the dorm at Barbour Hall. I checked the schedule daily until I was scheduled for the early mass at the College and he was scheduled for the Sisters' mass at Holy Family. After mass was over at the college I made a point to get to the sacristy soon as I could to hang up my cassock and surplus and get down to the dark trunk room for pay back. I didn't have to wait long when I heard foot steps on the stairs. The door to the trunk room opened and I jumped out with a roar. To my surprise it was Father Lyons who stopped immediately with a startled sigh, ahhh. He saw it was just an altar boy playing a joke. He said,"You scared me you -- you, you fathead!" I expected him to say something else considering I probably pushed his heart to the limit. I said I'm sorry, Father, I thought you were someone else. I thought I'd leave quickly. It was dark and I didn't think he got a good look at me. On the way back to the dorm I wondered about punishment. Will I be excommunicated or just barred from serving mass.
Two days of wondering went by when sister had us all in a group and explained what had happened, did not mention any names and plainly told us no more foolery or horseplay. Later in the week Father Lyons was having lunch with us and came up to me laughing and said, "You scared me!" Well now I felt like a fathead. I said, "I'm sorry,Father, I thought you were the other altar boy." It was a Boys from Barbour Hall Lesson. ~~~~~~~~Makes you want to punch-out evil CATHOLIC SCHOOL BOYS.
