Then, embarrassment of riches, SUNG Vespers. My mom, for whom All Souls is very special, was very pleased. Its evenings like that that keep me from tearing my hair out and screaming.
(In other news, in another diocese, at Mass on All Saints, Just a Song at
Twilight struck someone as appropriate, and so was recited, for our edification
and sanctification. So you see, it was a piece of great good luck that the PTB
had decided to omit the Gloria and Credo leaving us plenty o'time for JaSaT.)
Oh, after Vespers I complimented the altar servers. It was refreshing to see
child servers who sang and spoke when they ought.
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