I took the kids to confession on Good Friday. We had a plethora of priests this Triduum: Fr. Dave was in the confessional to the right, Fr. Andy in the confessional to the left, and Fr. Sieker had set up shop in the cry room.
As we waited in Fr. Andy’s line, a college student came out into the church and signaled to me. When I approached, she pointed out the door and whispered, “Fr. Sieker is in the cry room.”
I couldn’t resist: “Is he OK?”