Biker Held a Knife to a Priest’s Throat in Front of the Whole Congregation

old and already too tall for my own father’s house.

You need to understand something about my father.

He was a deacon at this church. St. Mary’s. He sat in the third pew on the right with the other men in their suits while my mother was alive. After she died he stopped sitting up front. Sat in the back. Drank in the parking lot during homily.

But he kept continue reading …