Not this crap again

While we were on vacation, Rocky and I went to Mass at a church in Pennslyvania's Dutch country. I won't say the name because the priest and people were very nice. The problem was that the priest must have been ordained back in the 70's or early 80's becuase he spoke in that horrible sing song voice that the seminarians were taught to use back then.

It is the same tone and inflection a nursery school teacher would use or perhaps a therapist for the severely mentally handicapped. His homily was on "the miracle of sharing". The real miracle of the feeding of the five thousand was not that Jesus did anything supernatural but that He got the crowd to share. I sat in the pew and thought, ' For Pete's sake, not this crap again.'